<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490132369040107049</id><updated>2012-02-16T01:00:38.153-07:00</updated><category term='2011 Pasco Washington'/><category term='Hawaii R and R'/><category term='It is freezing at the Grand Canyon'/><category term='A brief much needed rest for study of Portuguese.'/><category term='Pasco Halloween 2009'/><category term='A brief much needed rest from study of Portuguese.'/><category term='July 1'/><title type='text'>Ivey Over the Fence</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gandgivey.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490132369040107049/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gandgivey.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ed</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/R73KB4nFiJI/AAAAAAAAAA0/iKDSMZA2fU4/S220/100_0535.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490132369040107049.post-6576514597059976524</id><published>2011-07-02T18:23:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T18:25:29.049-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011 Pasco Washington'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='July 1'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2taRNrs3FyA/Tg-2u_NZziI/AAAAAAAACDU/DSiuyroAZxM/s1600/DSCN0658.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2taRNrs3FyA/Tg-2u_NZziI/AAAAAAAACDU/DSiuyroAZxM/s320/DSCN0658.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624915377966927394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/490132369040107049-6576514597059976524?l=gandgivey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gandgivey.blogspot.com/feeds/6576514597059976524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=490132369040107049&amp;postID=6576514597059976524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490132369040107049/posts/default/6576514597059976524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490132369040107049/posts/default/6576514597059976524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gandgivey.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Ed</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/R73KB4nFiJI/AAAAAAAAAA0/iKDSMZA2fU4/S220/100_0535.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2taRNrs3FyA/Tg-2u_NZziI/AAAAAAAACDU/DSiuyroAZxM/s72-c/DSCN0658.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490132369040107049.post-6929833939826890212</id><published>2010-09-11T14:27:00.016-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T16:44:29.679-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Greetings from Recife - Traffic, Training and Temple</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/TIv0n_eO36I/AAAAAAAABhE/UD88XZm58Fk/s1600/P1000343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/TIv0n_eO36I/AAAAAAAABhE/UD88XZm58Fk/s320/P1000343.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515771136535617442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the shocks that we had when beginning our mission here in Recife was the traffic.   We decided to take some pictures to show some of the 'now laughable' sights on the main thoroughfares we drive through.  We didn't stay long behind this tiny pickup load of mattresses.  We were wondering if he had a large family with many beds, or a business he was supplying (probably the latter).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/TIvz8Ws_nhI/AAAAAAAABg8/eoQlChEh3CQ/s1600/P1000344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/TIvz8Ws_nhI/AAAAAAAABg8/eoQlChEh3CQ/s320/P1000344.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515770386857303570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another frequent sight are hand-pulled carts which travel the side roads, main highways and all.  We still haven't figured out their purpose.  They look like they are loaded with garbage, recyclable stuff, or personal belongings?  We Americans from the U.S. just shake our heads and wonder at the patience of all the cars who just slow down, pull into the other lane and go around them.  The picture above was taken just a couple of blocks from our apartment.  You can see the ocean in the distance between the buildings.  Also, the tall white building on the right is the Internacional Hotel, right on the beach, that we told Nathan and Heather about where they might stay at Christmastime.  Can't wait till Christmas!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/TIvyk__q4kI/AAAAAAAABg0/OfivdiIInY8/s1600/P1000347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/TIvyk__q4kI/AAAAAAAABg0/OfivdiIInY8/s320/P1000347.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515768886113002050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We took this picture today on our way home from our temple shift.  Yes, believe it or not, those are horse drawn carts, on a busy main road a couple of blocks from the temple.  And yes, everyone just slows down, goes around and thinks nothing of it.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/TIvt15fh3SI/AAAAAAAABgs/Fekkuzi2_ps/s1600/buildings+from+Pres.+home.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/TIvt15fh3SI/AAAAAAAABgs/Fekkuzi2_ps/s320/buildings+from+Pres.+home.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515763678867217698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/TIvs9xVNNXI/AAAAAAAABgk/n27_uHUsYkE/s1600/Temple+shot+from+Pres.+Home.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/TIvs9xVNNXI/AAAAAAAABgk/n27_uHUsYkE/s320/Temple+shot+from+Pres.+Home.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515762714603763058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We spent an afternoon at the President's home training the novinhos that arrived in the mission last Tuesday.   These pictures were taken there by the mission Exec. Secretary who recently acquired a wonderful new camera.   President Emerick's lovely apartment is on the 7th floor just a few blocks from the temple.  The 2 pictures above were taken from their windows and balcony.  If you look closely in the picture above, you can see the white Recife temple on the right edge in the middle.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/TIvqaK-YVQI/AAAAAAAABgU/RaTqT0LuV94/s1600/new+Missionary+training+Aug2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/TIvqaK-YVQI/AAAAAAAABgU/RaTqT0LuV94/s320/new+Missionary+training+Aug2010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515759903988798722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These are the novinhos (new arrivals).   Can you tell which ones are new? The Emericks, us, and on the ends of the front row are the two assistants who helped with the training, Elder Smith and Elder Jarom.  There were only 3 elders who came this time from the states.  The rest are all Brasilian.  We explained the importance of keeping their apartments clean. They look like a sharp group.  Ready to start working!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/TIvpbRaY0JI/AAAAAAAABgM/cpE3Av1Abew/s1600/Temple+from+Pres.+house.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/TIwCW442HXI/AAAAAAAABhM/P7Qg28GPyPE/s1600/Temple+close+up+at+night%231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/TIwCW442HXI/AAAAAAAABhM/P7Qg28GPyPE/s320/Temple+close+up+at+night%231.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515786235873205618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/TIwCW442HXI/AAAAAAAABhM/P7Qg28GPyPE/s1600/Temple+close+up+at+night%231.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Inspiring sight!  In a world full of darkness, doubt, and confusion, the temple is a symbol of light and truth.  Saturdays are a highlight to our week when we get to serve there.  And yes, we're learning it in Portuguese!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With God, anything is possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/490132369040107049-6929833939826890212?l=gandgivey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gandgivey.blogspot.com/feeds/6929833939826890212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=490132369040107049&amp;postID=6929833939826890212' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490132369040107049/posts/default/6929833939826890212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490132369040107049/posts/default/6929833939826890212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gandgivey.blogspot.com/2010/09/greetings-from-recife-traffic-training.html' title='Greetings from Recife - Traffic, Training and Temple'/><author><name>Ed</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/R73KB4nFiJI/AAAAAAAAAA0/iKDSMZA2fU4/S220/100_0535.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/TIv0n_eO36I/AAAAAAAABhE/UD88XZm58Fk/s72-c/P1000343.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490132369040107049.post-7407228210166503875</id><published>2010-08-15T13:28:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T20:23:50.344-06:00</updated><title type='text'>August Zone Conference</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/TGhYL3FcAvI/AAAAAAAABfg/fabHoMc5SSw/s1600/DSCN0443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/TGhYL3FcAvI/AAAAAAAABfg/fabHoMc5SSw/s320/DSCN0443.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505747505248994034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/TGhFCKRkqdI/AAAAAAAABfI/1fIW5qAvokA/s1600/Mission+picture+July+2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/TGhFCKRkqdI/AAAAAAAABfI/1fIW5qAvokA/s320/Mission+picture+July+2010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505726447880546770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture  taken here is of our entire mission when Elder and Sister Anderson were visiting our mission in July. (down from 180 some missionaries to 154.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had zone conferences this week and Mom and I did a power point presentation for the missionaries and it turned out pretty good.  We have been taking pictures of the missionaries at their houses each time we visit and we gave them a show during conference.  I think they really enjoyed it and it helped take up part of the 20-25 minutes we were given.  Mom had her part all written up in Portuguese and did a marvelous job I think.   It takes some real courage to get up and talk in a foreign language to about 80 people in each session - all of whom can speak the language you are struggling to speak.   I was going to include the presentation here but I am not sure if I can send about forty slides in this posting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also this week we had a real tragedy in the mission family.   One of the Elders from Utah who has been here about eight months found out (the parents called the President who had the missionary come into the office) that his little eight year old brother had died in a home accident.  We talked to the Elder after he found out and he was truly in shock after hearing such terrible news.   He has another brother on a mission and the parents wanted both the boys to come home for the funeral on Friday. We are going to pick him up Tuesday at the airport when he returns.   The church does not pay for the trip but his parents really wanted him home.  He was reluctant to go but honored the wishes of his parents.   We hope that focusing on the mission when he returns will comfort his grief and that he can continue strong, serving the Lord here in Recife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note we went to dinner with two couples who are temple missionaries last night and had a fun time. They are both from California and one couple goes home in six weeks. They live in very nice temple church housing&lt;br /&gt;The two Elders in the other picture above are the Executive and Financial Secretaries and they are the ones that keep the mission running smoothly. (Elder Paiva and Elder McBride).  We pick them up each day, as they live here in Boa Viagem and we pass by their apartment on our way to the office.   Elder Paiva is from Sao Paulo and speaks excellent English, Elder McBride is from Tennesee and speaks excellent Portuguese.  We love them, they are our good friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that sums up our week and we both send our love and prayers for the blessings of the Lord to be with each of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad and Mom, Grandma and Grandpa&lt;br /&gt;Elder and Sister Ivey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/490132369040107049-7407228210166503875?l=gandgivey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gandgivey.blogspot.com/feeds/7407228210166503875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=490132369040107049&amp;postID=7407228210166503875' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490132369040107049/posts/default/7407228210166503875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490132369040107049/posts/default/7407228210166503875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gandgivey.blogspot.com/2010/08/august-zone-conference.html' title='August Zone Conference'/><author><name>Ed</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/R73KB4nFiJI/AAAAAAAAAA0/iKDSMZA2fU4/S220/100_0535.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/TGhYL3FcAvI/AAAAAAAABfg/fabHoMc5SSw/s72-c/DSCN0443.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490132369040107049.post-4366620446461687325</id><published>2010-08-01T15:53:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T17:01:57.284-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The first day of August.  In the country 5 months.  This last week was an interesting one.  Tuesday we had the opportunity to take a new arrival (Sister Taylor from Eager, AZ) to her first assignment in Caruarú.  We had no idea how beautiful the countryside is going west of here.  We saw and felt it actually change from ''tropical island hot'' to higher mountainous cool with hardly any humidity and nary a palm tree.  It was nice to leave the hustle and bustle of the city and breath clean air and drive on a nice road for a few hours.   Caruaru is a couple of hours away.  We saw the most beautiful sunset as we left there to come back.  We´ll hope to find reasons to go out there again. We had every intention to snap some pictures while there and forgot to take out the camera!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on Thursday we drove a companionship of sick Elders home from the office and then again, we took them to the hospital to see the doctor.  Turns out that one of them has Dengue Fever and the other one has an intestinal infection (probably food poisoning).  We were glad that neither one had the flu and they were not infectious.  There have been several people on the mission who have had Dengue Fever (an illness brought on by a specific mosquito which infects people when it bites).   Several of them caught it while living in the house these elders live in.   It comes with high fevers, very painful joints and severe headaches, and can even be fatal in rare cases if ignored.  Elder Henrique dos Santos, who we took to the hospital, received 2 IV’s of fluid.  It is easy to become dehydrated because of the vomiting that sometimes comes along with it. Taking them home from the office, we had to pull over while the Elder with food poisoning threw up on the sidewalk.  We were glad it was a quiet neighborhood with the houses behind high walls.  Our hearts go out to these elders.  They've been ordered to stay home for an extended time to get better and that cannot be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday we visited and inspected Bom Pastor casa where Elder Johns and Elder Soffiatte live.  President and Sister Emerick gave us one of their GPS's which we have been learning how to use.  What a blessing it is!  It is a great help, took us right to the street where they live, had a hard time finding the right house, but it was much better than Google Maps, and no more guessing at street names (we hope). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the weekend and we are both tired today. Yesterday we did our usual P-day work, getting the laundry done and making some food for the coming week.  I was so excited to find some celery at the market yesterday and made a Crab Salad to celebrate the find.   By the weekend we don’t have much energy to do anything else.    Ed keeps saying that we are working hard for a couple of old retired people.    I keep forgetting that I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;am&lt;/span&gt; old so am surprised to find myself worn out after a week of missionary work.    We definitely don’t keep the same hours and energy levels as the young missionaries, but it feels like we wear out easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still studying and trying to learn Portuguese, our vocabulary is growing but using it feels like it is still done poorly (if at all, in Jessie's case).    Reading the Book of Mormon is getting easier. Jessie reports that she is even starting to enjoy reading it in Portuguese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our thoughts and prayers are with our family and friends back in the USA and those serving missions in other parts of the world.  We missed one of our dear friends' wedding yesterday and would have liked to be there with all our hearts, but that's how it goes! We are grateful to be here right now, serving however we can in the great missionary work of the church.  Our lives are being enriched, our love for one another is growing, and we hope that our work is valuable in some way to the Lord.  For all that is good in our lives has come from Him and we realize we are, and will always be, in His debt.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love you all.  Yours truly, Elder and Sister Ivey, (Grandma and Grandpa, Mom and Dad)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/490132369040107049-4366620446461687325?l=gandgivey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gandgivey.blogspot.com/feeds/4366620446461687325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=490132369040107049&amp;postID=4366620446461687325' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490132369040107049/posts/default/4366620446461687325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490132369040107049/posts/default/4366620446461687325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gandgivey.blogspot.com/2010/08/last-day-of-july.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10215619346375616922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oogN_13wrUc/SlQakhOwYAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/I3HTrgAZ3yM/S220/DSCN0112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490132369040107049.post-7551111037846615069</id><published>2010-07-18T12:56:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T13:58:50.996-06:00</updated><title type='text'>We are still out there!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/TENULc7kSZI/AAAAAAAABek/PlAmbWQ2SFs/s1600/DSCN0419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/TENULc7kSZI/AAAAAAAABek/PlAmbWQ2SFs/s320/DSCN0419.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495328526043466130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When one of our good friends inquired in an email as to whether we are still out there in Brazil or have maybe dropped off the end of the world or maybe gotten lost in the streets of Recife we felt it is past time to do a new entry in the blog. All is well with the Iveys! Guess we are settling into a routine and it seems like there is not much new or different to report in our daily activity. We are working hard at the office each day and spend two mornings a week visiting the Elders and Sisters in their apartments. As is the nature of anything new, as we keep trying, things miraculously seem to be getting a bit  easier. Not that we are about to win any awards for our flowing Portuguese but we are adopting the philosophy that heck we are trying hard  to learn and if you are not happy with us - well that is your problem not ours. That philosophy has it's genesis more with Ed than Jessie who still worries more than her husband thinks is worth  the effort. The balance keeps us studying when he is ready to go play on "P" day and forget the books. We enjoy our visits out of the office and do not get lost as much as earlier adventures. We still marvel that we find a house not by street sign so much as counting the number of streets on the map from one of the rare street names we discover. We stop and ask directions (seems all are familiar with the missionaries) and if we are within a few streets complete strangers can lead us right to them. Lastly the cell phone and the plea to "stand in the street Elders and watch for us" is our last straw. There are 80 houses in the mission and we have discovered 20 so far - that is not bad for a couple of "senior citizens" driving around with several million other folks on  the road. Add to the excitement  that there are no rules on these roads and Jessie is white knuckles most of the time in the car. So I say again things are just fine down here and no one need worry that "old Ed and Jessie are hightailing to catch a cruise ship to paradise or lost in the jungle." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture above shows 4 of the sisters in our mission at one of our apartment inspections (Sister Wilkinson, Sister Lindsey, Sister Santos and Sister Alves).  Their apartment is in Olinda and was spotless!  Sister Lindsey is new, has only been here for about a month.  Sister Wilkinson and Sister Santos are finishing up their missions this next week and will be flying home next Wednesday.  Sister Wilkinson and Sister Lindsey were walking to one of their appointments a week ago and a couple of men stopped them on the street in broad daylight, grabbed Sister Wilkinson, put a knife to her throat and demanded her cell phone.  She of course handed it over.  They took it and ran off.  The sisters continued on their way and Sister Wilkinson, when she told us about the experience in the office last week, said after walking about a block further, broke down and started crying.  She is a really strong woman so I'm sure the seriousness of that situation must have finally hit her, or the shock of it all overcame her and she couldn't hold it in.  We are grateful for the protecting hand of the Lord upon us as missionaries.  Those occurrences rarely happen, and for that we are truly grateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love the work and are grateful for your prayers and thoughts in our behalf. May the Lord be with all you,  our friends and family and may he ever bless the country we love and miss. Love, Elder &amp;amp; Sister Ivey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/490132369040107049-7551111037846615069?l=gandgivey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gandgivey.blogspot.com/feeds/7551111037846615069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=490132369040107049&amp;postID=7551111037846615069' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490132369040107049/posts/default/7551111037846615069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490132369040107049/posts/default/7551111037846615069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gandgivey.blogspot.com/2010/07/we-are-still-out-there.html' title='We are still out there!'/><author><name>Ed</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/R73KB4nFiJI/AAAAAAAAAA0/iKDSMZA2fU4/S220/100_0535.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/TENULc7kSZI/AAAAAAAABek/PlAmbWQ2SFs/s72-c/DSCN0419.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490132369040107049.post-1989559116276563538</id><published>2010-06-07T14:17:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T15:16:10.656-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Freezers and Anniversaries</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/TA1eSFXUobI/AAAAAAAABdc/_NLADxmaGSE/s1600/DSCN0408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/TA1eSFXUobI/AAAAAAAABdc/_NLADxmaGSE/s320/DSCN0408.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480139986350416306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Local Art?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/TA1cy71nSTI/AAAAAAAABdU/_4yujVRaODg/s1600/DSCN0405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/TA1cy71nSTI/AAAAAAAABdU/_4yujVRaODg/s320/DSCN0405.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480138351705540914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the clean freezer award goes to Elders Webb and Afonso.  They explained that since there isn't anything much in their refrigerator anyway, they just turn it off every night to save energy.  Whatever ice buildup there is melts into the drawer below, they dump it, plug it in next morning and voila, no ice!  Wow, why didn't I think of that.   When I see the empty refrigerators, I wish I'd brought along some ice cream, some food to give them.  Ed reassures me that nobody in Brazil eats much breakfast and they eat one big meal at members houses so they really don't need much food stocked up.&lt;br /&gt;We had an interesting experience visiting an apartment last Friday.  It's easy to get lost here, which we do regularly.  We had been to Jardim  America's apartment one time before with President Emerick so we thought we could find our way there this time, but sure enough,  there was a detour, lots of traffic, no street signs, and we were totally lost and late for an inspection.  With a prayer in our hearts we kept going, turned right, turned left, and wandered here and there.  Believe it or not, we ended up at the apartment, and still don't know how we found it.  Well, yes we do know.  It was a miracle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are receiving 10 new missionaries this week and 14 are going home.  It should be a really busy week.  Today was the deadline for last months baptism forms to be submitted.  We processed in the last month 200 baptisms/confirmations in our mission.  The wards have a real challenge fellowshipping so many new members each month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came home from the office today in a brand spanking clean car to a brand spanking clean apartment and feel grateful.  There is a man who has a car washing business on the end of the block where the office is.  He drums up business from the workers in the area and washes the cars by hand in the street for about 4 bucks.  Does a wonderful job.  Our rent includes a weekly thorough cleaning of our apartment which is really helpful because we don't have a lot of time or energy at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday was our 44th wedding anniversary.  Where have the years gone.  We have yet to celebrate it.  Maybe we'll save up this years and next years celebrations and do something wild when we get home.  For some reason, even though we weren't able to see you really often before our mission, there is something about being 10,000 miles away that makes us especially homesick for family and friends. We love hearing from you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/490132369040107049-1989559116276563538?l=gandgivey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gandgivey.blogspot.com/feeds/1989559116276563538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=490132369040107049&amp;postID=1989559116276563538' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490132369040107049/posts/default/1989559116276563538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490132369040107049/posts/default/1989559116276563538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gandgivey.blogspot.com/2010/06/freezers-and-anniversaries.html' title='Freezers and Anniversaries'/><author><name>Ed</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/R73KB4nFiJI/AAAAAAAAAA0/iKDSMZA2fU4/S220/100_0535.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/TA1eSFXUobI/AAAAAAAABdc/_NLADxmaGSE/s72-c/DSCN0408.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490132369040107049.post-2838769631763663318</id><published>2010-05-29T13:00:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T14:45:37.104-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Our First Trip to the Temple</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/TAFy-nvORJI/AAAAAAAABdA/QVe-nCsJyuo/s1600/DSCN0398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/TAFy-nvORJI/AAAAAAAABdA/QVe-nCsJyuo/s320/DSCN0398.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476785042003739794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/TAFyDtfqjJI/AAAAAAAABc4/Mfl_e0wQNFw/s1600/DSCN0400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/TAFyDtfqjJI/AAAAAAAABc4/Mfl_e0wQNFw/s320/DSCN0400.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476784029936815250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This week we finally had the opportunity to go to the Temple. It was fun to have a session in Portuguese.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;They gave Mom the ear phones but she said no I do not want them! We were going to be there with one of the zones of Elders but we came early and were on our way out when they showed up. I teased them about getting there "so late in the day". We had lunch in the cafeteria at the temple and it was inexpensive and very good food. We visited more Elders this week in another area and saw our first motorcycle fatality. I knew it would be just a matter of time the way they drive with no fear of accidents - but it does happen. We worked on the computers much of the week posting new members and Mom has been sending out emails to all the missionaries with referrals given for addresses in our mission. Until Mom got here it was just not getting done. We have already heard of several missionaries that are teaching some great investigators they received from Mom getting the referrals out to them. The language is still the elephant in the room that is impossible to ignore. But hey, we are trying and as I tell Mother it does no good to beat ourselves up each day - it will come or not! But we will do our best and be happy for each day to be together, serving the Lord! We love all of you and do so appreciate your prayers in our behalf. They are helping and we like wise pray for each of you daily. Love Mom and Dad - Grandpa and Grandma - Elder and Sister Ivey - take your pick!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/490132369040107049-2838769631763663318?l=gandgivey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gandgivey.blogspot.com/feeds/2838769631763663318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=490132369040107049&amp;postID=2838769631763663318' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490132369040107049/posts/default/2838769631763663318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490132369040107049/posts/default/2838769631763663318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gandgivey.blogspot.com/2010/05/our-first-trip-to-temple.html' title='Our First Trip to the Temple'/><author><name>Ed</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/R73KB4nFiJI/AAAAAAAAAA0/iKDSMZA2fU4/S220/100_0535.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/TAFy-nvORJI/AAAAAAAABdA/QVe-nCsJyuo/s72-c/DSCN0398.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490132369040107049.post-1082159084860685464</id><published>2010-05-22T10:51:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T15:01:49.615-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/S_g7wymIj3I/AAAAAAAABcY/nKsL1B5Tbcs/s1600/DSCN0387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/S_g7wymIj3I/AAAAAAAABcY/nKsL1B5Tbcs/s320/DSCN0387.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474191056470314866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/S_g6khRhyaI/AAAAAAAABcI/B1itEcuPmmc/s1600/100_1536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/S_g6khRhyaI/AAAAAAAABcI/B1itEcuPmmc/s320/100_1536.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474189746150427042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/S_g5cMDvqNI/AAAAAAAABcA/lbJqBZc9sVs/s1600/DSCN0385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/S_g5cMDvqNI/AAAAAAAABcA/lbJqBZc9sVs/s320/DSCN0385.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474188503504890066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/S_gt581FQjI/AAAAAAAABbw/W20Y7Vc3zZ8/s1600/100_1534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/S_gt581FQjI/AAAAAAAABbw/W20Y7Vc3zZ8/s320/100_1534.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474175820673401394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our visits to the missionaries this week. We had scheduled two visits to Elders apartments this week - we found only one house!&lt;br /&gt;With very few street signs and no numbers on many houses or wrong numbers it is a challenge to find the place where Elders live. We call on the phone as we get closer and have a google map in hand and still we miss the target sometimes. The Elders are not sure of their address (street and number).  They were once upon a time transferred in and the other companion knew how to get them home at night. Then one gets transferred again and the other can lead the new Elder home but has no clue of where they are as they walk home from the bus stop. So they try to lead us in without the aid of street names or numbers. We ask them to stand out in the street and guide us in. We have to find them at home before about ten A.M. or we miss them that day.  We check to see if the house is clean and they are dressed, studying and ready for the day.  The picture above was taken with Elders Christensen and Ribas (pronounced Heebus) in front of their very blue front door (that was our landmark), they live up the stairs behind in a very basic apartment.  Their refrigerator had such a buildup of ice in the upper freezer area I'm not sure how they got the door shut.  There was a circle of space open about the size of a round 5" ball.  That was probably why there was no freezer door on it at all.  Elder Christensen is a new elder, here only a few weeks from Yakima, WA and Elder Ribas is from Sao Paulo and is the trainer.  In front of that blue door is a running storm drainage/sewer ditch they have to step over each time they come in and out.  It's quite smelly and I understand the elders all have boots to wear in rainy weather when the ditches and roads become flooded.  I understand that the rainy season hits hard in June.  I think we'd better start looking for boots before it gets here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other pictures above we took today on our P-day excursion to Olinda.  Nathan and Heather and kids, you're going to love this spot when you come visit in December.  The old town is so colorful with bright colored house fronts.  It was settled in the early 1500's.  The dutch burned a good part of it when they invaded Brazil in the 1700's and it was rebuilt by the Portuguese and Brazilians after that.  The many cobblestone streets shake your teeth out as you drive up and down the hills of Olinda.  There are more artists and craftsmen there than anywhere else in Brazil.  We purchased a small wood carving picture and a watercolor from the artists lining the streets.  Dad was looking at the beautiful hammocks they have there for sale.   Didn't buy one... yet.  We wouldn't have time to enjoy it here anyway and nowhere to hang it at home in Utah.  I think he's going to buy one before we leave for an extended rest when our mission is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were boasting about how many churches Olinda has.  We didn't tell them that in Utah County there are churches on every other block.  A gentleman showed us through the church in the picture above and told us all about it.  There is a real effort in several Brazilian cities to preserve their historic landmarks.  As usual today was very warm and we cut our excursion short as the sun was intense. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we are going with the elders in a different area to teach a couple about eternal marriage and the blessings of the gospel.  It should be fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/490132369040107049-1082159084860685464?l=gandgivey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gandgivey.blogspot.com/feeds/1082159084860685464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=490132369040107049&amp;postID=1082159084860685464' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490132369040107049/posts/default/1082159084860685464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490132369040107049/posts/default/1082159084860685464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gandgivey.blogspot.com/2010/05/our-visits-to-missionaries-this-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Ed</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/R73KB4nFiJI/AAAAAAAAAA0/iKDSMZA2fU4/S220/100_0535.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/S_g7wymIj3I/AAAAAAAABcY/nKsL1B5Tbcs/s72-c/DSCN0387.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490132369040107049.post-5229807530679317776</id><published>2010-05-16T14:27:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T16:02:09.751-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Three months out - but who is counting?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/S_Bmil05plI/AAAAAAAABbE/wjBHijD36z8/s1600/DSCN0374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/S_Bmil05plI/AAAAAAAABbE/wjBHijD36z8/s320/DSCN0374.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471986291710731858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entering the coastal town of Ponta de Pedra on a P-day recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some answers to common questions asked of us in emails:&lt;br /&gt;I am happy to report that bugs have not been a problem. Once in awhile we have a few tiny ants in the kitchen but if we clean up after each meal they are pretty much not around any more.  A few flea bites (I think from the beach so near).  We have a fairly new apartment so even cockroaches are rare.  Boy, my first mission they were big and in abundance. We have no screens (45 years ago I asked the same question  Why? no one knows - they just do not use them).  Fortunately very few flies and any other bugs at least in our apartment.  We have A.C  and so keep the windows closed most of the time and that helps a lot. - The Elders love to visit both the office and our house for that reason.  They suffer the humidity 24-7 except at church. We have great buildings here and they all have A.C. in the chapel and the cultural hall.  I would join up just for that reason alone! We visited some Elders today in a pretty run down area and hands down the LDS church was the best most beautiful building in town. The church has spared no cost in building some&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/S_Bkl281G2I/AAAAAAAABas/IEk5917KkRk/s1600/DSCN0382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/S_Bkl281G2I/AAAAAAAABas/IEk5917KkRk/s320/DSCN0382.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471984148823743330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/S_BlTxr9bNI/AAAAAAAABa0/vcaXAdTTk40/s1600/DSCN0383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/S_BlTxr9bNI/AAAAAAAABa0/vcaXAdTTk40/s320/DSCN0383.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471984937684790482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;really nice facilities. We also have a beautiful Temple here that is in my opinion the most beautiful building in Recife.  Also right next to the temple is a large building with dormitory rooms (with air) and a very large kitchen area where families can cook and stay up to a week in the rooms.  Only requirement is that they attend the temple each day. These are people who come from the interior and stay in what for many of them is the nicest place they have ever stayed in.  The temple to some of these people surely is like being in heaven on earth. It is pleasing to know that the most humble of members can experience such wonderful facilities.&lt;br /&gt;We have felt very safe here. We are most likely a little naive but on the other hand there has not, to my knowledge, been a mugging or a Sister or Elder having been bothered. We are warned to use good common sense.  No flashy clothes or costly jewelry.  Even my Mickie watch stays home on walk days. The mission office is located in the heart of a hospital district. We are told (Jessie visited one of the sisters in the hospital) that the medical service is first rate.  Notwithstanding, I am not anxious to try it out. The one thing that is sort of is a trial to my soul is the lines everywhere. The store, the bank,and everything you want or need to buy - you wait in long lines and they seem to move ever so slowly. Jessie reminds me that we are talking about more than 4 million people living in the greater Recife area and that is more than the entire state of Utah. Of course there will be lines!  People are very friendly and eager to help you out and they are patient with our lack of good (sometimes no) Portuguese. We miss certain items that just are not here - like good milk that is not powered and peanut butter and mapleine for syrup.  Small sacrifices indeed and over all the food is just fine. Ice cream is good.  We do have to buy water for drinking and cooking and toothbrushing, but it is delivered. Usually by a guy on a bike with up to four five gallon jugs on the front and back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving is a real kick - picture a school of fish that moves fast but almost never runs into each other.  That's what we drive in.  Anything goes - no rules ( at least that anyone pays attention to), get in and go for it!  For a guy pushing 69 years old I am keeping up with the guy next to me even if he turns in front of me and makes a left turn from three lanes over! I have not learned any Brazilian swear words yet and intend not to.  The potholes are something else and you hope not to disappear in one when it is raining like all get out. We have not run out of meds yet but we found out that medicine can be purchased without a prescription from the drugstore over the counter. It sometimes is not the same type or quality  of medicine we buy in the states though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The office Elders were over yesterday for lunch and some of Jessie's famous homemade chicken noodle soup and hot biscuits and it was fun to see how they loved it and just how much they can put away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The language is still a huge source of worry for both of us but we try to remember that we are doing our best and must leave the rest up to the Lord.  Sometimes I will hear someone give a talk in church and say to myself, "wow, I understood just about 100% of that talk" - then the next person will get up and with a heavy Recife accent, talking a mile a minute and I will be lucky to catch 50% of what he said.  I am getting better at bluffing through a conversation - like yeah, I am getting all this stuff and I smile and shake my head in agreement - inside I am saying - what the heck is he talking about anyway!!!  All in all life is good and as long as we have each other and the help of heaven - we will enjoy this wonderful experience and appreciate each day. &lt;br /&gt; Abraço a voces. &lt;br /&gt;Elder and Sister Ivey (Grandma and Grandpa, Mom and Dad)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/490132369040107049-5229807530679317776?l=gandgivey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gandgivey.blogspot.com/feeds/5229807530679317776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=490132369040107049&amp;postID=5229807530679317776' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490132369040107049/posts/default/5229807530679317776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490132369040107049/posts/default/5229807530679317776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gandgivey.blogspot.com/2010/05/three-months-out-but-who-is-counting.html' title='Three months out - but who is counting?'/><author><name>Ed</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/R73KB4nFiJI/AAAAAAAAAA0/iKDSMZA2fU4/S220/100_0535.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/S_Bmil05plI/AAAAAAAABbE/wjBHijD36z8/s72-c/DSCN0374.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490132369040107049.post-1347146556879106292</id><published>2010-05-09T10:05:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T17:19:43.072-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>The last couple of weeks have been busy, except for 1 P-Day excursion, at the office and with assignments to speak at firesides.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We took our first excursion out of the city to a place called Pontas de Pedra about 1½ hours north of Recife, that President Emerick told us about.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;At low tide you can walk out in water below the knees for a quarter mile.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We walked out a little ways in very warm water.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Had a picnic of cheese and crackers bought at a little local store with Guarana to wash it down.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s a Brazilian drink that is quite good.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Our little car ran very well and was able to dodge potholes all the way.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It is still very hot here even though it is supposed to be Autumn.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;One of the elders told us that there are two seasons here, verao (summer) and inferno (which is a Portuguese word for hell, winter really translates into inverno).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We had to laugh.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A week ago we were asked to bear our testimonies at a fireside for couples to encourage them to prepare to serve missions.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was frightening but everything turned out o.k.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Ed spoke off the cuff in Portuguese like he was born to it and Jessie read hers, and according to Ed, did a great job.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oogN_13wrUc/S-cJXZ2qCFI/AAAAAAAAACk/-7A8Y0hTPWM/s1600/DSCN0374.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A week ago we had a brand new group of 11 missionaries arrive from the CTM in Sao Paulo.                                Half were Brazilian and half were from the U.S.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We are feeling compassion on the one from Alaska.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This heat must be overwhelming to him.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There were two from the state of Washington.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The other two were from Utah.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Even though these young Elders from the US have been in the country for two months, arriving in Recife where it is much warmer and being assigned a Brazilian companion to live in a small apartment with no air-conditioning is a real adjustment for them.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They are real troopers and we know if they can get through the first couple of months things begin to get easier.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We had one Elder who came in April who wanted desperately to go home this transfer.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He was in the President’s office talking to his Dad long distance and his Dad refused to let him come home.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He was given an American companion and was sent out to a new assignment and we are praying that he will stick with it.&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;We had one Sister in the hospital with Kidney stones who Jessie sat with while her companion went with Sister Emerick to get items for her from their apartment.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We’re grateful she’s better now and working hard again.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We had what they call a Tour of the Mission last Thursday and Friday.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;One of the local Seventies who lives in Sao Paulo (Elder Araujo, who was the former President of a mission in Portugal) spoke at 2 conferences for the missionaries, at each one he spoke for over 3 hours.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We tried to understand all that he spoke and were exhausted at the end of that day.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The Recife area missionaries attended one session and the missionaries from the interior towns came to the other. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;In the last month the mission baptized over 180+ people, of which we processed all the paperwork.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We also took a test to certify our ability with the English language to become Proctors for a BYU administered online language test, that the Brazilian missionaries can take to demonstrate English proficiency.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;With that ability and the certificate they receive,they will be able to receive better jobs after their missions.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is amazing to see that most of the Brazilian missionaries who have been here awhile can speak English quite well.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The mission president has challenged them to learn English while helping their companion learn Portuguese.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;All in all, we keep pretty busy for an old couple.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We’re beginning to understand more and more the value of the work we are doing and enjoy it more each week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We wish all you Mothers out there a wonderful day today. All the Elders and Sisters have planned a time today to call home and talk to their Moms.  To celebrate the day here, yesterday Jessie taped up a little hand mirror on the bathroom door to see the back of her head and gave herself a permanent (a little out of practice, it's been years), then worked up all her courage and went to a little cabeleira down the street from our apartment where she got her hair cut.  It was quite an experience.  First one lady washed her hair, then she was turned over to a long haired gentleman who was an artist at work, carefully cutting and styling her hair.  When she asked him to cut a little more around the neckline in back, he refused.  It was obvious to him if he cut more she would not like it!  So it's a little longer but it's o.k.  She came from the shop having paid $R 80 for a much needed redo.  And she survived one more new and terrifying experience with a certain measure of grace!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Happy Mothers Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/490132369040107049-1347146556879106292?l=gandgivey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gandgivey.blogspot.com/feeds/1347146556879106292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=490132369040107049&amp;postID=1347146556879106292' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490132369040107049/posts/default/1347146556879106292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490132369040107049/posts/default/1347146556879106292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gandgivey.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10215619346375616922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oogN_13wrUc/SlQakhOwYAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/I3HTrgAZ3yM/S220/DSCN0112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490132369040107049.post-9199954147973982572</id><published>2010-04-17T14:34:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T16:10:47.424-06:00</updated><title type='text'>We Have Wheels!</title><content type='html'>It's been 3 weeks since we entered a blog and how the weeks have flown.  Well, it didn't seem so as they passed, just looking back it seems that way.  Yesterday was our 2 month anniversary since our mission began.  As we considered the past two months, we've thought about what has transpired and tried to evaluate where we stand.  We set some goals last Sunday (about time, right?)  We've felt kind of like we've been in culture shock, or numb with all the changes we've been absorbing.  Long work days, language problems, transportation difficulties, a change in our focus, hot muggy weather, strange food, everything we try to do takes a major effort.  Everything about our mission life has been hard to say the least, but we've been blessed tremendously through it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though we've been tempted several times to throw in the bag and go home, we're still here.  That is a blessing of the Lord!  We love the Elders we work with and the Elders and Sisters who pop in and out of the office are always so eager to get to know us and we feel their love.  The Lord has helped us to adapt to the weather (air-conditioning is also a true blessing).  The other missionaries have fans pointing at their beds as their only relief.  President Emerick has really tried to make everything about our mission as comfortable as possible.  We get up each morning with energy and optimism even though when going to bed the night before we think we'll never be able to get back up again.  The strange food has been good for us.  What a blessing!  We worried that we'd get sick and lose a-lot of weight at first, but it looks like as long as we drink bottled water and are careful where we eat we'll not lose a pound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are enjoying mission work.  This last week was zone conferences again.  Ours was on Thursday.  They are inspiring and enjoyable.  The President asked us yesterday if we would speak at the next zone conference, topic unknown yet.  That looks like a daunting challenge as of now. Maybe if I write it all out with a lot of help, then I can read it.  He told us to take 30 minutes.?  I'm glad Elder Ivey knows the language better than I.  Also, on May 2 there is a fireside for couples in all the Recife Stakes encouraging them to prepare to serve missions.  The Area Authority will be speaking, Pres. Emerick is speaki&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oogN_13wrUc/S8ousZ_57zI/AAAAAAAAACM/z6leZoxu_ng/s1600/DSCN0370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oogN_13wrUc/S8ousZ_57zI/AAAAAAAAACM/z6leZoxu_ng/s320/DSCN0370.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461228838568193842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ng, and he asked us to speak there also.  I hope it's just a testimony bearing opportunity.  I think I can do that, with the Lords help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture is with Elder Gama (pronouced Guma) who is one of our favorite Elders.  He has recently been released  as an Assistant to the President and always  brought fun into the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The majority of our time in the office is spent entering baptismal records into the church system.  There was a backlog of baptisms and confirmations that have been done, but the records have not been delivered by the missionaries to the office for recording . So we are trying to round up those records and get them entered.  For some reason the missionaries forget the importance of handing those papers in after a baptism and confirmation.  Converts may be baptized but they're not on the records of the church until we actually type the information into the system.  It feels like sacred work we're doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also we will begin visiting an&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oogN_13wrUc/S8oqYvwnbvI/AAAAAAAAAB0/83GWxjDbCA4/s1600/DSCN0373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oogN_13wrUc/S8oqYvwnbvI/AAAAAAAAAB0/83GWxjDbCA4/s320/DSCN0373.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461224102765752050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;d inspecting mission housing starting this week.  We've been searching for a car to purchase for the last 2 weeks.  A week ago we found a little silver 2003 Citroen, cute as a bug, with only 34,000 km and we started the process to purchase it.  What a process that has been.  During that time we thought several times we might be making a mistake buying a car, the process was so difficult and frustrating, but the Pres&lt;img src="file:///Users/Jessie/Desktop/DSCN0370.JPG" alt="" /&gt;ident kept reassuring us and, a week later (yesterday) we drove it home, all paid for.  It won't be in our name (not sure who's name it will be in) because we are not permanent residents here, but we can drive it.  It is sooo nice to have the freedom wheels give!  Another blessing from the Lord.  We named it "Tartaruga".  That's Portuguese for Turtle.    Some of you may remember the last turtle we owned.  We're sure this one will serve us better than the last one since it's on the Lord's errand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thos&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oogN_13wrUc/S8orBuFkVvI/AAAAAAAAAB8/5B5_lIuAN7w/s1600/DSCN0369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oogN_13wrUc/S8orBuFkVvI/AAAAAAAAAB8/5B5_lIuAN7w/s320/DSCN0369.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461224806691395314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e buses were getting old.   Standing with the crowd on the sidewalk, waiting for the right bus, discovering we caught the wrong one and trying to figure out how to correct the problem, digging in pockets for the right amount of reais to pay the fare.  One time it took us 1 1/2 hours to get home from the office.  We may never ride another bus again as long as we live!  YEA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's nearing the end of another P-Day and so we'll end this epistle for now.  Tomorrow we're going to the Boa Viagem ward to help the Elders there with the division of their ward.  Our preparations for the week ahead are finished.   Time to call it a day and get ready for tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/490132369040107049-9199954147973982572?l=gandgivey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gandgivey.blogspot.com/feeds/9199954147973982572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=490132369040107049&amp;postID=9199954147973982572' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490132369040107049/posts/default/9199954147973982572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490132369040107049/posts/default/9199954147973982572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gandgivey.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-been-3-weeks-since-we-entered-blog.html' title='We Have Wheels!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10215619346375616922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oogN_13wrUc/SlQakhOwYAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/I3HTrgAZ3yM/S220/DSCN0112.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oogN_13wrUc/S8ousZ_57zI/AAAAAAAAACM/z6leZoxu_ng/s72-c/DSCN0370.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490132369040107049.post-4569109352109869410</id><published>2010-03-27T16:55:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T17:26:55.561-06:00</updated><title type='text'>You have to love "P" day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/S66S3FcWLKI/AAAAAAAABS8/sgUV8IvRzpE/s1600/DSCN0360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/S66S3FcWLKI/AAAAAAAABS8/sgUV8IvRzpE/s200/DSCN0360.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453457673843780770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;President and Sister Emerick and their son Mateas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/S66RmpAM7lI/AAAAAAAABS0/vwjbgGFBWb4/s1600/DSCN0364.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/S66RmpAM7lI/AAAAAAAABS0/vwjbgGFBWb4/s200/DSCN0364.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453456291820006994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Ocean at Olinda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/S66RJRFplQI/AAAAAAAABSs/iN7c8Zubhak/s1600/DSCN0352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/S66RJRFplQI/AAAAAAAABSs/iN7c8Zubhak/s200/DSCN0352.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453455787184198914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jessie hard at work in the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After working all week in the office it was fun today to go with the mission president and his family on a trip to a city called Olinda. Beautiful and lots to see and explore. We drank coconut milk from the coconut and ate the coconut. The view from this old city around  the seaside was awesome. Our president and his family are Brazilian and speak very little English so we got plenty of opportunity to work on our Portuguese. We ride the bus to work each day and depending on traffic it takes anywhere from 20 minutes to over an hour. It is still very hot 24-7 but I think we are growing used to it. Although having AC in our apartment is heaven sent and we are most grateful. The young missionaries just tough it out! We received 5 new missionaries this week and 12 went home. It is fun to help out. We have been surprisingly healthy and have good energy considering we work a full days all week. Jessie was tagged by the Bishop last Sunday to play the piano and he was all smiles to know we are going to be in his ward. The President said when the two Elders assigned to this ward are transferred out in five weeks he is not going to bring in new ones - we are it for the ward! So life will even get busier in the near future. We are happy and loving it here notwithstanding the never ending summer. Boa Noite to all - Elder and Sister Ivey, Dad and Mom, Grandma and Grandpa, or just friends!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/490132369040107049-4569109352109869410?l=gandgivey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gandgivey.blogspot.com/feeds/4569109352109869410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=490132369040107049&amp;postID=4569109352109869410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490132369040107049/posts/default/4569109352109869410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490132369040107049/posts/default/4569109352109869410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gandgivey.blogspot.com/2010/03/you-have-to-love-p-day.html' title='You have to love &quot;P&quot; day!'/><author><name>Ed</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/R73KB4nFiJI/AAAAAAAAAA0/iKDSMZA2fU4/S220/100_0535.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/S66S3FcWLKI/AAAAAAAABS8/sgUV8IvRzpE/s72-c/DSCN0360.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490132369040107049.post-1674181990146294758</id><published>2010-03-21T11:48:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T13:05:44.771-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Settling In</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It's Sunday again.  We attended two wards this morning trying to find out for sure which ward we are geographically situated in.  Last week we went with the office Elders to Boa Viagem Ward but were told that we are not living in that ward and since Pres. Emerick said we should attend the ward we live in, we went to Setubal II Ward this morning.  Then we found out from the Elders in that ward that we should be in Setubal I Ward which met at 10:20, so we stayed and attended that Sacrament Meeting.  The Setubal I Ward Bishop said that  we don't live in his boundaries and should be in Setubal II ward really. . .  We're still not sure what ward we're in, everyone else seems to know for sure but they all contradict each other. . .  Oh well, we were able to partake of the sacrament twice, which is a good thing, right?  And with Ed translating for me we got along just fine.  I even volunteered to play the piano for Sacrament Meeting; can't express myself verbally but through music was able to participate almost fully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are settling in somewhat.  Our duties in the office are somewhat limited but feel that in time they may be expanded.  In other missions the Senior Couples fill the duties of Financial Secretary  and Executive Secretary to the President.  Our Mission President has young elders filling those positions and so they are sharing parts of their responsibilities with us (in other words, we're lightening their loads). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We:&lt;br /&gt;1. are the "official mission historians",&lt;br /&gt;2. file mail and packages which arrive to be held until Zone Leaders pick them up or they are   &lt;br /&gt;      delivered at Zone Conferences,&lt;br /&gt;3. input baptism/confirmation information into the Church IMOS computer system, (there are        300 baptisms every 6 weeks in our mission, so there are several records &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;to input &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;each day),&lt;br /&gt;4. file all weekly letters from the missionaries to the President, and,&lt;br /&gt;5. will be inspecting the missionaries apartments, to be sure they keep them clean and in good        repair.  We've been told we should arrive unexpectedly to inspect so we can catch those still         sleeping, thereby encouraging them to arise on time and get to work studying, etc.  We'll find          out how much fun that might be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Occasionally, we've had time on our hands at the office with nothing to do.  We're not very good at that, so, it won't be long before we find things to do, or make things to do.  When talking to the Bishop this morning we offered to help with activation so, if there's not much to do in the office we'll start working on that.  At the Zone Conference a week ago, we were told that "to rescue is as important as baptizing" (or some words to that effect).  We agree with that and are anxious to serve in that way.  In the meantime in our free time we've been studying the language and studying the map of Recife and surrounding areas trying to locate where the Zones are and learning about the missionaries in our mission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love getting your comments and hearing from everyone at home.  Our internet service is sometimes spotty but we've found that skyping works quite well.  So good to see faces and hear voices from home and family.  You are all missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/490132369040107049-1674181990146294758?l=gandgivey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gandgivey.blogspot.com/feeds/1674181990146294758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=490132369040107049&amp;postID=1674181990146294758' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490132369040107049/posts/default/1674181990146294758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490132369040107049/posts/default/1674181990146294758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gandgivey.blogspot.com/2010/03/settling-in.html' title='Settling In'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10215619346375616922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oogN_13wrUc/SlQakhOwYAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/I3HTrgAZ3yM/S220/DSCN0112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490132369040107049.post-9112609082614623697</id><published>2010-03-15T08:42:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T08:59:57.286-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Weeks in Brasil</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/S55LPlKf-kI/AAAAAAAABSA/_XjFKY8vrXc/s1600-h/DSCN0331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/S55LPlKf-kI/AAAAAAAABSA/_XjFKY8vrXc/s200/DSCN0331.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448875330211150402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/S55J9QY2Z_I/AAAAAAAABRw/YvThCmtTelo/s1600-h/DSCN0325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/S55J9QY2Z_I/AAAAAAAABRw/YvThCmtTelo/s200/DSCN0325.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448873915884922866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/S55JWlxgbLI/AAAAAAAABRo/8_xhEXtDL1s/s1600-h/DSCN0316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/S55JWlxgbLI/AAAAAAAABRo/8_xhEXtDL1s/s200/DSCN0316.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448873251610586290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been in the mission field exactly 2 weeks today.  We have a nice apartment 1 block from the beach with a view from the roof of the entire city and the ocean front.  We are learning our duties in the office and enjoy interacting with the elders and sisters that come to the office.  We  had the opportunity to attend a zone conference last Friday that was inspirational.  We were asked to bear our testimonies there and enjoyed meeting some 80 missionaries from the Recife and surrounding area.  The two church buildings we have attended are beautiful buildings and thankfully there is air conditioning in the chapels.  It is very hot and humid but we are adapting.  Our apartment has partial air-conditioning and we are hoping to get another unit installed for the living and kitchen area.  Jessie  does not enjoy cooking while sweating in 85 degree F. heat.  We are well and happy.  Get home exhausted each evening and have been enjoying our kindle before bed each night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/490132369040107049-9112609082614623697?l=gandgivey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gandgivey.blogspot.com/feeds/9112609082614623697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=490132369040107049&amp;postID=9112609082614623697' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490132369040107049/posts/default/9112609082614623697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490132369040107049/posts/default/9112609082614623697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gandgivey.blogspot.com/2010/03/two-weeks-in-brasil.html' title='Two Weeks in Brasil'/><author><name>Ed</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/R73KB4nFiJI/AAAAAAAAAA0/iKDSMZA2fU4/S220/100_0535.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/S55LPlKf-kI/AAAAAAAABSA/_XjFKY8vrXc/s72-c/DSCN0331.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490132369040107049.post-2525664263441649301</id><published>2010-02-05T20:53:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T21:19:38.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Visa Trial</title><content type='html'>Are we excited or what!  Last week we were told that our chances were slim to none that we would receive our visas.  And this week we were given the following choices:  get reassigned to another mission, or keep waiting even though it looked very doubtful that we would ever get to Brazil.  This morning we called Elder Poelman in Salt Lake to tell him we'd wait 2 more weeks then if they didn't arrive by then, we'd accept another assignment.  Before we could say it, he told us that our visas had arrived yesterday!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had been feeling all week like they would come within the next couple of weeks.&lt;br /&gt;They arrived just before our patience had given out totally.  Now I know what Sister Hawley meant when she told me "just know that Satan will try you before entering the MTC".  The last 6 weeks have been trying to say the least.  Not understanding why the visas were taking so long left us assuming all kinds of scenarios which left us wondering what was happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elder Poelman finally explained it:  Because of the terrorist problems around the world our country has tightened up the requirements for getting a visa for religious reasons to come to the USA.  Evidently, the terrorist radicals have been establishing strip mall religions to get into the US, so we are making it harder to get a religious visa.  As a consequence, other countries (including Brazil) are reciprocating in kind.  Also, Brazil changed the process for applying for a visa.  We had to apply twice.  First last August and again in November.  And they were not giving out the visas in the order they came in.  It was all messed up, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, the visa trial is finally over.  We overcame.  We are celebrating right now at the Grand Canyon, having a grand time.  We came to mourn our prolonged wait but now we celebrate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/490132369040107049-2525664263441649301?l=gandgivey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gandgivey.blogspot.com/feeds/2525664263441649301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=490132369040107049&amp;postID=2525664263441649301' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490132369040107049/posts/default/2525664263441649301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490132369040107049/posts/default/2525664263441649301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gandgivey.blogspot.com/2010/02/visa-trial.html' title='The Visa Trial'/><author><name>Ed</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/R73KB4nFiJI/AAAAAAAAAA0/iKDSMZA2fU4/S220/100_0535.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490132369040107049.post-8030221768553606170</id><published>2010-02-05T20:34:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T20:52:06.413-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It is freezing at the Grand Canyon'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/S2zjVk-V3zI/AAAAAAAABPw/gAjDhQNfYBU/s1600-h/100_1485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/S2zjVk-V3zI/AAAAAAAABPw/gAjDhQNfYBU/s320/100_1485.JPG" alt="" style="clear: both; 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All packed and no where to go. Dad is not big on waiting - so tonight we are in Zion National Park in southern Utah - and tomorrow we go hiking in one of the most beautiful spots on earth. We rented a car ( sold ours) and got a &lt;br /&gt;great deal on a new car for $15 a day and drove 250 miles. The weather is super and we are making lemon aid out of lemons! Next week we can get back to our Portuguese lessons and waiting for the Brazilians to get on the visa detail for about 300 missionaries waiting to go to various cities in Brazil. So depending on how long we have to wait we will just keep moving out our date to come home by 18 months from ??????? Tomorrow we will post some pictures - retirement is a time to be flexible!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/490132369040107049-7121955641117998179?l=gandgivey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gandgivey.blogspot.com/feeds/7121955641117998179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=490132369040107049&amp;postID=7121955641117998179' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490132369040107049/posts/default/7121955641117998179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490132369040107049/posts/default/7121955641117998179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gandgivey.blogspot.com/2010/01/hello-from-zion-national-park.html' title='Hello from Zion National Park!'/><author><name>Ed</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/R73KB4nFiJI/AAAAAAAAAA0/iKDSMZA2fU4/S220/100_0535.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490132369040107049.post-6168151957244762718</id><published>2009-12-15T05:46:00.011-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T10:58:23.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anticipation (Antecipação)</title><content type='html'>They say that anticipation is half the fun of an experience.  Take Christmas for example, the preparations of planning, decorating, making wish lists, shopping, etc., can take months to occur.  And the anticipation should be joyful, right?  After all is said and done, Christmas is only 1 day:  December 25th.  But the joy of anticipation and preparations made and the joy that follows should last as long as you want it to last, right? It all depends on your frame of mind, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I take months to prepare for Christmas, and not that the anticipation is always joyful.  My life experience has often been that during the month of December I frantically squeeze it all in with some semblance of the Christmas spirit.  I don't think I've yet learned how to ENJOY Christmas the way it could be enjoyed. I suppose there are all kinds of excuses for my lack of "proper antecipação" of Christmas.  I just haven't figured it all out yet.  Maybe someday I will.  I keep trying.  I think that being a child may be the key.  If I could turn back the clock and become a child again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to the idea of "antecipação".  For the last 5 months, (no, wait) it's been years, that we've been anticipating what will occur in 2 weeks.  I remember listening to general conference talks with our children gathered around, in which we were encouraged to plan and prepare for the day when, as "Seniors", we could serve a mission.  What a wonderful experience that would be.  Ed and I looked at each other and agreed that was what we wanted to do, were going to do, when the time came, if our children ever grew up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Near the end of 2008 we decided that the time was right.  We would put everything in order and make it happen in 2009.  Then we were called into the Stake President's office and were called on a part-time mission for a year to serve as teachers at Deseret Industries.  We wondered at that, but thought it would be good preparation for full-time service.  It was really fun developing and team-teaching a 6 week course in personal finance to associates of the DI.  But during that time we were still planning for full-time service, only now it would have to be in 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were told if we were willing to serve anywhere in the world that we should put our application in 6 months before our availability date.  So obediently, we made it happen.  Our papers were submitted June 29th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four weeks from the day our mission application was submitted we received our mission call.  Ed left early that day to take the car to the car wash.  The post office was just down the block from the car wash and it occurred to him that the mail may not have left the office yet, so he went over and asked if our mail was still there and if he could pick it up.  Where else, but in Utah, could this happen:  after seeing that large white envelope from Church headquarters, the man said  “so your son’s mission call has arrived.”    Ed corrected him: “No, it’s our call”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were excited to receive the call, to be going to Brazil.  Brazil Recife Mission to be exact.  But we were not to report to the MTC until Jan. 4th.  It was so far away that it didn't seem real.  We set up a schedule right away with a tutor at the MTC to learn Portuguese twice a week and have been faithfully studying and practicing ever since. Our tutor is a girl from São Paulo and has been so helpful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to "antecipação".  The learning of Portuguese has not been easy.  This brain of mine has never been so well-used.  Anticipating each tutoring session is never "joyful" but it is so necessary, and therefore faced with determination.  All the time I have to remind myself of the value of what we are doing.  I listen as Ed works with the tutor (his hour is pretty much all spoken in Portuguese) and am tempted to think I'll never get that good.  I marvel that he learned it on his first mission at the age of 19 without the benefit of any prior training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, with three weeks to go, my antecipação is building to the point that I wish we had reported to the MTC back in August or September!  I'm sometimes scared, sometimes anxious, always excited to the point that my emotions spill over in tears when I least expect it.  I'll be glad to be actually doing it instead of anticipating.    I'm tired of the anticipation!  Let's go!  The bishopric has not yet said anything about the usual "farewell" talk in our ward.   We're keeping a low profile there thinking maybe they'll forget.   (That's not a very missionary kind of attitude, is it.)   Oh well, it's a good thing that being perfect is not a prerequisite for missionary work.  I'd never be allowed to serve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we started this blog I promised myself to never write epistles.  Each entry would be short and succinct.  I never "anticipated" having so much to say.   hmmmm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/490132369040107049-6168151957244762718?l=gandgivey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gandgivey.blogspot.com/feeds/6168151957244762718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=490132369040107049&amp;postID=6168151957244762718' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490132369040107049/posts/default/6168151957244762718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490132369040107049/posts/default/6168151957244762718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gandgivey.blogspot.com/2009/12/anticipation-antecipacao.html' title='Anticipation (Antecipação)'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10215619346375616922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oogN_13wrUc/SlQakhOwYAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/I3HTrgAZ3yM/S220/DSCN0112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490132369040107049.post-3370396265478571333</id><published>2009-11-01T09:37:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T09:38:19.321-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pasco Halloween 2009'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/Su25SihdD8I/AAAAAAAAAvw/-VqieWH-Qa0/s1600-h/Pasco+Halloween+2009+%231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/Su25SihdD8I/AAAAAAAAAvw/-VqieWH-Qa0/s400/Pasco+Halloween+2009+%231.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399175256442998722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/490132369040107049-3370396265478571333?l=gandgivey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gandgivey.blogspot.com/feeds/3370396265478571333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=490132369040107049&amp;postID=3370396265478571333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490132369040107049/posts/default/3370396265478571333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490132369040107049/posts/default/3370396265478571333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gandgivey.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Ed</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/R73KB4nFiJI/AAAAAAAAAA0/iKDSMZA2fU4/S220/100_0535.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/Su25SihdD8I/AAAAAAAAAvw/-VqieWH-Qa0/s72-c/Pasco+Halloween+2009+%231.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490132369040107049.post-8100759005503321173</id><published>2009-10-08T11:20:00.012-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T10:18:31.338-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A brief much needed rest for study of Portuguese.'/><title type='text'>A Trip to Hawaii.  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padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/490132369040107049-4164894872594730535?l=gandgivey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gandgivey.blogspot.com/feeds/4164894872594730535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=490132369040107049&amp;postID=4164894872594730535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490132369040107049/posts/default/4164894872594730535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490132369040107049/posts/default/4164894872594730535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gandgivey.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post_6958.html' title=''/><author><name>Ed</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/R73KB4nFiJI/AAAAAAAAAA0/iKDSMZA2fU4/S220/100_0535.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/Sq0-fAgLZHI/AAAAAAAAAkA/jReXnTIOGvM/s72-c/Spring+Summer+2009+022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490132369040107049.post-2739679700445704700</id><published>2009-09-13T12:47:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T10:56:26.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Washington Coast with the Trimbles July 09</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/Sq0-P6d3O1I/AAAAAAAAAj4/aaGUEej8euw/s1600-h/DSCN0154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/Sq0-P6d3O1I/AAAAAAAAAj4/aaGUEej8euw/s320/DSCN0154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; 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Yesterday we rested some, walked and went to Astoria to the show&lt;br /&gt;and up the Astoria Column. It is on a hill in Astoria and with the mountain and tower it stands 600 feet in the air. it is round and built in 1927.It has 164 steps to the top and stands 125 feet top to bottom. The original cost was 27 thousand dollars. The replacement of the stairs in 2008 cost $400,000 and the column restoration in 1995 cost 1 million dollars.&lt;br /&gt;Nice view of the mouth of the Columbia river as it joins the Pacific ocean. Also the bridge that ties Oregon and Washington. Weather is mid 60’s and it is amazing we have dropped forty degrees since leaving Tri Cities. This is MY kind of summer weather! I love it - raining and cool. jessie thinks I am nuts. The worldmark here is new and very nice. I dare say if we had not have moved to Utah we would have never sold our membership. Today we drove out on the beach and played in the surf and sand for a couple of hours. We were a bit tired because we visited until almost one A.M. Lots of fun and relaxing. I made reservations in Boise for Friday night - I am not up to driving 900 miles in one day. We feel well and that is a great blessing for which I thank the Lord each day. No word from Salt Lake nor do we expect any for most likely two more weeks. But we do think and pray about this process each day. We are really having a nice visit and enjoying ourselves immensely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 324px; height: 243px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/SlQRirj_xII/AAAAAAAAAV8/XYlsBUC00OI/DSCN0131.VFa0GGnhnG4T.jpg" alt="DSCN0131.VFa0GGnhnG4T.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 324px; height: 242px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/SlQRkek7X0I/AAAAAAAAAWA/XwkN4b6aVKc/DSCN0132.ynI9tKCZ5Rh4.jpg" alt="DSCN0132.ynI9tKCZ5Rh4.jpg" /&gt;​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/490132369040107049-2488697801520866017?l=gandgivey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gandgivey.blogspot.com/feeds/2488697801520866017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=490132369040107049&amp;postID=2488697801520866017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490132369040107049/posts/default/2488697801520866017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490132369040107049/posts/default/2488697801520866017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gandgivey.blogspot.com/2009/07/date-line-long-beach-washington.html' title='Date line Long Beach Washington'/><author><name>Ed</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/R73KB4nFiJI/AAAAAAAAAA0/iKDSMZA2fU4/S220/100_0535.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/SlQRirj_xII/AAAAAAAAAV8/XYlsBUC00OI/s72-c/DSCN0131.VFa0GGnhnG4T.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490132369040107049.post-482680791859213291</id><published>2009-07-07T00:19:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T00:25:08.180-06:00</updated><title type='text'>At the Beach with the Trimbles</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/SlLqO9XRwoI/AAAAAAAAAV0/540Qtb6jLTA/s1600-h/100_1395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/SlLqO9XRwoI/AAAAAAAAAV0/540Qtb6jLTA/s400/100_1395.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355600449608204930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/SlLpkf7je2I/AAAAAAAAAVs/qOm5fVAAtSg/s1600-h/100_1389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/SlLpkf7je2I/AAAAAAAAAVs/qOm5fVAAtSg/s400/100_1389.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355599720152791906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/SlLpWyaz2ZI/AAAAAAAAAVk/-4eowt2Kwdg/s1600-h/100_1393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/SlLpWyaz2ZI/AAAAAAAAAVk/-4eowt2Kwdg/s400/100_1393.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355599484597557650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/490132369040107049-482680791859213291?l=gandgivey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gandgivey.blogspot.com/feeds/482680791859213291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=490132369040107049&amp;postID=482680791859213291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490132369040107049/posts/default/482680791859213291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490132369040107049/posts/default/482680791859213291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gandgivey.blogspot.com/2009/07/at-beach-with-trimbles.html' title='At the Beach with the Trimbles'/><author><name>Ed</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/R73KB4nFiJI/AAAAAAAAAA0/iKDSMZA2fU4/S220/100_0535.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/SlLqO9XRwoI/AAAAAAAAAV0/540Qtb6jLTA/s72-c/100_1395.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490132369040107049.post-2593260280836798125</id><published>2009-06-17T19:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T19:40:17.763-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Megan's baptism day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/SjmbAGobERI/AAAAAAAAASI/0hVq-hwsJJU/s1600-h/Spring+Summer+2009+031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; FLOAT: left; CLEAR: both" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/SjmbAGobERI/AAAAAAAAASI/0hVq-hwsJJU/s320/Spring+Summer+2009+031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/490132369040107049-2593260280836798125?l=gandgivey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gandgivey.blogspot.com/feeds/2593260280836798125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=490132369040107049&amp;postID=2593260280836798125' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490132369040107049/posts/default/2593260280836798125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490132369040107049/posts/default/2593260280836798125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gandgivey.blogspot.com/2009/06/megans-baptism-day.html' title='Megan&apos;s baptism day'/><author><name>Ed</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/R73KB4nFiJI/AAAAAAAAAA0/iKDSMZA2fU4/S220/100_0535.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/SjmbAGobERI/AAAAAAAAASI/0hVq-hwsJJU/s72-c/Spring+Summer+2009+031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490132369040107049.post-4396883863684941832</id><published>2008-02-21T12:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T22:17:04.587-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Prologue</title><content type='html'>We decided to join our family and create our own blog so we wouldn't be left in the dust of technology.  We have no new car or dog, are not awaiting the arrival of a new child.  We don't even have anything creative or profound to say but here we are.  We do have 25 gorgeous grandchildren to brag about and we have been married for 43 years so we have much to be grateful for.  Stay tuned for further ideas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/490132369040107049-4396883863684941832?l=gandgivey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gandgivey.blogspot.com/feeds/4396883863684941832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=490132369040107049&amp;postID=4396883863684941832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490132369040107049/posts/default/4396883863684941832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490132369040107049/posts/default/4396883863684941832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gandgivey.blogspot.com/2008/02/prologue.html' title='Prologue'/><author><name>Ed</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wlIUZCw6AZQ/R73KB4nFiJI/AAAAAAAAAA0/iKDSMZA2fU4/S220/100_0535.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
