I'm still alive. Just busy. Fired an employee at the office that we referred to as "Glenn Close" in reference to her character in Fatal Attraction. Yes. A. Nut. Job. who had a "thing" for my DH and tried to make everyone think they had a relationship going. I'm proud to say that is not why I fired her, but it didn't help make her popular in my book. Things have been running so much more smoothly with her gone, but I am filling in until the new person we hired is available for full time (around Jan. we hope). This means I am assisting with surgeries which I love doing. Have been able to help with some very cool cases.
Today we (well, really Wade, but I say we since I helped) took of the top 1/2" of a patient's entire ear and reconstructed it with cartilage from the back of what was left of her ear. Wade then sutured it to a flap of skin from behind her ear and will let it heal, then release the ear and further repair it. The other day he did a skin graft with the donor site being the gentleman's eyelid so it was like an eye lift. Needless to say, this once pre-med student is really enjoying the change of scenery at work and would love to do it full time if my kids didn't need me. They have to come first though, so I'll do it until our surgical tech starts, then return to the business end of things and Fridays only on the surgery side.
Enjoyed a nice visit from my parents and Caleb before Thanksgiving. I cannot believe it is already December. I have no idea what I am going to do for Christmas for everyone around here. Online shopping is probably the only way I'm getting it done though. Good thing I can now ship things to the office.
Wade wants to take the kids skiing to Park City over Christmas. For some reason that doesn't sound too appealing to me. Mostly because of the molestation render to passengers from the T&A...I mean TSA gang bangers. I cannot believe some of the horror stories I am reading about. If I have to go through a full body scanner I will proudly do so with both middle fingers flying high and a sign written in ink on my chest that says "TSA SUCKS" or something. I'm likely to get myself arrested which doesn't sound like too much fun, hence my hesitation to take to the "friendly skies."
On a much nicer, Christian note, one of my cute nieces, and her cute brother, one of my nephews were featured in the Mormon Messages ad about Kids and Christmas. Enjoy and if I'm not back on here before the 25th I wish you and yours all of the joy and happiness of the Christmas season Christ can bring.
If the video doesn't work you try it here
Thursday, December 2, 2010
Friday, September 17, 2010
I'll Get There Eventually
I know you are dying for an accounting of my Restoring Honor Rally. I will get it posted with pics eventually. As of the last month I've been working 8+ hours a day in the hubby's practice and I'm quite frankly wiped out. Today I got to assist him in surgery. I loved it. Closest thing I'll do to actually being an orthopedic surgeon like I imagined I would be when I was 18. Since I've been up since 2am and the day before 5am you'd think I'd be dead now. No. Can't. Sleep. I'm wired. Don't know why. In the meantime, here is a great video. Enjoy. And I'll get there eventually. I promise.
Friday, September 10, 2010
All Is Well
Hmmmm....lots of emotion around here this week. Lots of prayers. Lots of tears. But all is well. Grateful for my testimony of the plan of salvation, my marriage in the temple, my wonderful children, and all of my extended family and great friends. Just felt like I needed to say that publicly to few who do visit here. Hope all is well with you and yours too. I know some of you have been through rough times as well. My thoughts and prayers are with you all!
Thursday, August 26, 2010
And I'm Off
To see Glenn Beck that is. Restoring Honor Rally. Can't wait. Leave in the morning. Kids are already complaining about me being gone. Sheesh.
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
Foster's Latest and Greatest
The 3 oldest started back to school last week. YeeHaww!! Dan and I have been chillin' waiting for his start date for pre-K. It can't here soon enough. Just a few more weeks. We've been going to Wade's office almost daily so I can get an idea of how things are running. I have many plans for making things run smoother, just hard to implement, change anything right now, especially since Dan is there with me. If you haven't heard we purchased the practice in June and are now our own bosses with no paycheck hahaha. Hard to pay yourself when there is no money coming in. Gotta get those insurance companies billed. Long story, hopefully a/r will start coming in SOON!
I am the new online homestudy seminary teacher. Can't remember if I posted that earlier. New program the church has to replace homestudy for students who cannot attend early morning. Very excited about it, just nervous about the time issue. Guessing it will take 3-4 hours daily of planning/grading/checking in on the students. That with working at the office and my plan of 2 hours a day at the gym doesn't seem doable. Guess which one will suffer the most? Somehow I've gotta give myself time to workout or I will go crazy.
Wade and I attended the Cocked, Locked, Ready to Rock Aerosmith concert two weeks ago. I smiled, laughed, and danced the entire time. Hands down the best live show I've seen. Man those 60 year olds are still rockin' it!!! Last weekend we saw The Expendables. I haven't gone to a rated R movie since Shindler's List, but just had to see this one and was glad I did. Actually really want to see it again. Action packed, guns and guts flying everywhere, clever humor, and the hand to hand combat scenes ROCKED!! Doesn't hurt that Statham is so easy on the eyes. Here are some interesting facts I didn't know about a few of the actors from the movie. Statham is well trained in Mixed Martial Arts and is an expert in Kickboxing. He also does most of his own stunts. He is single and a year younger than me. Man I need to start working out hard again!! Dolph Lundgren went to MIT on a Fullbright Scholarship. He's actually very smart and has a 3rd degree black belt in the martial arts he specializes in. Who'd have guessed that? Jean Claude van Damme refused to do the movie because he didn't want to lose a fight scene to Jet Li. Jet Li injured his foot while escaping the tsunami that followed a 9.0 earthquake in the Indian Ocean. Li and his four year old daughter were on vacation in the Maldives on December 26th, 2004. The two were in the lobby of their hotel when the wave came ashore. Scooping up his daughter and running for higher ground, a piece of furniture hit his foot, causing the injury.
Best news of all: I'm heading to the Restoring Honor Rally 8/28 AND I MAY HAVE A GUARANTEED, DON'T HAVE TO WAIT IN LINE FOR A POSSIBLE, TICKET TO THE KENNEDY CENTER EVENT THE NIGHT BEFORE. I feel like it is my birthday I'm so excited!! Sighhhh...hoping this comes through. What an opportunity!!
I am the new online homestudy seminary teacher. Can't remember if I posted that earlier. New program the church has to replace homestudy for students who cannot attend early morning. Very excited about it, just nervous about the time issue. Guessing it will take 3-4 hours daily of planning/grading/checking in on the students. That with working at the office and my plan of 2 hours a day at the gym doesn't seem doable. Guess which one will suffer the most? Somehow I've gotta give myself time to workout or I will go crazy.
Wade and I attended the Cocked, Locked, Ready to Rock Aerosmith concert two weeks ago. I smiled, laughed, and danced the entire time. Hands down the best live show I've seen. Man those 60 year olds are still rockin' it!!! Last weekend we saw The Expendables. I haven't gone to a rated R movie since Shindler's List, but just had to see this one and was glad I did. Actually really want to see it again. Action packed, guns and guts flying everywhere, clever humor, and the hand to hand combat scenes ROCKED!! Doesn't hurt that Statham is so easy on the eyes. Here are some interesting facts I didn't know about a few of the actors from the movie. Statham is well trained in Mixed Martial Arts and is an expert in Kickboxing. He also does most of his own stunts. He is single and a year younger than me. Man I need to start working out hard again!! Dolph Lundgren went to MIT on a Fullbright Scholarship. He's actually very smart and has a 3rd degree black belt in the martial arts he specializes in. Who'd have guessed that? Jean Claude van Damme refused to do the movie because he didn't want to lose a fight scene to Jet Li. Jet Li injured his foot while escaping the tsunami that followed a 9.0 earthquake in the Indian Ocean. Li and his four year old daughter were on vacation in the Maldives on December 26th, 2004. The two were in the lobby of their hotel when the wave came ashore. Scooping up his daughter and running for higher ground, a piece of furniture hit his foot, causing the injury.
Best news of all: I'm heading to the Restoring Honor Rally 8/28 AND I MAY HAVE A GUARANTEED, DON'T HAVE TO WAIT IN LINE FOR A POSSIBLE, TICKET TO THE KENNEDY CENTER EVENT THE NIGHT BEFORE. I feel like it is my birthday I'm so excited!! Sighhhh...hoping this comes through. What an opportunity!!
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
I Want To Scream at the Top of my Lungs
Ever have one of those days? How about one of the weeks? I've been completely wiped out since our return home one week ago. I think I need a vacation by myself to recover from my vacation with the kids.
Saturday was fun. We spent the day at the lake. I water skied and only wiped out hard once and boy oh boy am I still feeling some unused muscles in my back. Getting old sucks. But so does the lipo machine and if you haven't heard, Wade now has one at his office and will be sucking my fat roll off for me thank you very much. Now the rest of the story....day at the lake. I'm tired so I send Kyrie to take her friend home so I can go to bed. The boys run in and tell me the yard is on fire. I don't believe them but guess I better check it out just in case. Sure enough, there is smoke coming out of the ground in a line of hedges, up through the mulch. My first thought was to turn the hose on it, but I heard a still small voice whisper, "be smart, think about it." So, I stopped and thought for a few seconds. This past winter was the coldest one in central FL for the past 40 years. The cold managed to kill off about 1/2 of my hibiscus in the hedge line. I paid Kade to dig up the dead ones. While he was doing it he came across a small round cable buried through the hedge line. Not wanting to hurt him or cause trouble, I called the "no dig" people and had the underground utilities marked. He had found an old cable line but I remembered as I watched the smoke that there was also an electrical line there somewhere. I kept the boys away from the action and feeling dumb for having to call about such a small thing, called 9-1-1. The fire truck arrived about 10 minutes later. They thought they would be responding to a debris burn, but after clearing off the top of the smoking area, quickly stepped back and thanked me for calling them and not hosing down the fire. They wouldn't touch it and had to call the electric co. to come and fix the problem. When someone finally arrived flames had burst through. He was perplexed and had never seen such a problem. Some how the lines feeding my house and the neighbor's created the underground burn completely melting the rubber insulation on the lines, the plastic box set in the ground to protect them, and the lines themselves. We were without power for just a little bit, nothing too dramatic. Wow. Things could have been different if I had hosed down the problem. One problem down, another to go.
I spent the entire morning yesterday taking care of car troubles. Car troubles I didn't create. Thank you to the very smart and upstanding youth who decided it would be fun to drive by and hit cars with a baseball bat while I was in ID. I had to replace the back window ($250 deductible later) and just took the car in to the body shop to fix the dent and rusting area they created. I think they hit about 15 cars that night. I hope they broke a wrist or at least a finger while doing it. Then I found out that my tires are completely tread bare on the inside of all four. I purchased them in Nov of last year. Now, I have put 30K miles on since then, but how do you wear the INSIDE of all four tires? I don't think an alignment problem would wear them in such a manner, but what do I know? Will have to get the car from the body shop to take it to the tire shop where I purchased the last set to see what is up. Wonder what body shop I need to go to to get fixed up? I am tired of the aches and pains. My back has really been bothering me since I've been back and I've had a strange burning pain opposite the back pain, but in front, lower abdomen. I'm tired of the pain.
My kids and my DH are really getting on my nerves. I know this is partially a hormonal thing, thank you Mother Nature and your monthly gift, but I really just don't need to deal with anything more right now. Back pain, cramps, bloating, fatigue, back pain and more back pain. I have been downright mean, cranky, and irritable. I am ready for school to start. Only 2 more weeks. I don't know if I can make it. Sooooo, if you hear me screaming at the top of my lungs just continue with your business. I'm just blowing off some steam and should be back to normal in a few more days. Maybe?
Saturday was fun. We spent the day at the lake. I water skied and only wiped out hard once and boy oh boy am I still feeling some unused muscles in my back. Getting old sucks. But so does the lipo machine and if you haven't heard, Wade now has one at his office and will be sucking my fat roll off for me thank you very much. Now the rest of the story....day at the lake. I'm tired so I send Kyrie to take her friend home so I can go to bed. The boys run in and tell me the yard is on fire. I don't believe them but guess I better check it out just in case. Sure enough, there is smoke coming out of the ground in a line of hedges, up through the mulch. My first thought was to turn the hose on it, but I heard a still small voice whisper, "be smart, think about it." So, I stopped and thought for a few seconds. This past winter was the coldest one in central FL for the past 40 years. The cold managed to kill off about 1/2 of my hibiscus in the hedge line. I paid Kade to dig up the dead ones. While he was doing it he came across a small round cable buried through the hedge line. Not wanting to hurt him or cause trouble, I called the "no dig" people and had the underground utilities marked. He had found an old cable line but I remembered as I watched the smoke that there was also an electrical line there somewhere. I kept the boys away from the action and feeling dumb for having to call about such a small thing, called 9-1-1. The fire truck arrived about 10 minutes later. They thought they would be responding to a debris burn, but after clearing off the top of the smoking area, quickly stepped back and thanked me for calling them and not hosing down the fire. They wouldn't touch it and had to call the electric co. to come and fix the problem. When someone finally arrived flames had burst through. He was perplexed and had never seen such a problem. Some how the lines feeding my house and the neighbor's created the underground burn completely melting the rubber insulation on the lines, the plastic box set in the ground to protect them, and the lines themselves. We were without power for just a little bit, nothing too dramatic. Wow. Things could have been different if I had hosed down the problem. One problem down, another to go.
I spent the entire morning yesterday taking care of car troubles. Car troubles I didn't create. Thank you to the very smart and upstanding youth who decided it would be fun to drive by and hit cars with a baseball bat while I was in ID. I had to replace the back window ($250 deductible later) and just took the car in to the body shop to fix the dent and rusting area they created. I think they hit about 15 cars that night. I hope they broke a wrist or at least a finger while doing it. Then I found out that my tires are completely tread bare on the inside of all four. I purchased them in Nov of last year. Now, I have put 30K miles on since then, but how do you wear the INSIDE of all four tires? I don't think an alignment problem would wear them in such a manner, but what do I know? Will have to get the car from the body shop to take it to the tire shop where I purchased the last set to see what is up. Wonder what body shop I need to go to to get fixed up? I am tired of the aches and pains. My back has really been bothering me since I've been back and I've had a strange burning pain opposite the back pain, but in front, lower abdomen. I'm tired of the pain.
My kids and my DH are really getting on my nerves. I know this is partially a hormonal thing, thank you Mother Nature and your monthly gift, but I really just don't need to deal with anything more right now. Back pain, cramps, bloating, fatigue, back pain and more back pain. I have been downright mean, cranky, and irritable. I am ready for school to start. Only 2 more weeks. I don't know if I can make it. Sooooo, if you hear me screaming at the top of my lungs just continue with your business. I'm just blowing off some steam and should be back to normal in a few more days. Maybe?
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
We're Back
2500 miles in 4 days. Please don't ask me to repeat that feat any time soon. The kids were pretty good. I am sick of eating out. John came back with us and is having fun...I think. He went to the beach today with Kyrie and some of her friends. He is very burned. Not to worry too much as I'm sure it will turn into a tan with his skin. Our federal government really, really sucks. The federal judge in AZ needs to be deported with the illegals. While she is leaving she needs to swing by and take Obummer with her. I'm pretty sure he is an illegal too. I have a new tri-stake, regional calling. Online homestudy seminary teacher. A new program the church started last year. It's pretty cool but will be time consuming. I am done with my rambling thoughts now. Thank you. The End.
Monday, July 5, 2010
36 people....one sick 11 month old....Guess what happens next?
After visiting Seven Peaks with my sister and SIL with kids in tow, we headed to Poky to see the fandamily. I think there are about 36 of us here all said. Wed night Dan and Amanda joined us with Amelia...their 11 month old. They stayed at the apartment with myself and the kids. Millie threw up in the middle of the night. D and A were sure it was because of the large piece of birthday cake she had inhaled for dinner. I wasn't so sure. Today, 5 days later, the majority of the 36 people here have now had Millie's sick from birthday cake illness. Nothing quite as fun as having your 4 year old puke all over you and the car seat as you are putting him in at the end of the fireworks show. Or the 8 year old missing the show all together because he was left home puking. On average, there have been 4 people throwing up per night. Some how, I managed just the nausea, body aches and chills, and headache, but never did vomit. Aren't I lucky? Last night was Kade and Kyrie's turn. Good thing because we're planning a day trip to Jackson for horseback riding and a run on the rapids out of Hoback Junction. My guess is I will go from stomach flu to hypothermia as it is freezing cold here and the Snake River isn't known for it's natural warmth. Wish me luck.
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
2600 miles later
Florida
Alabama
Tennessee
Mississippi
Arkansas
OOOOOklahoma
Kansas
Colorado
Wyoming
Utah
Idaho
A list of the states we drove through in the past 5 days. Call me crazy, but airfare was so expensive this time, and with needing a car for the month we are here, I decided a road trip was in order. It wasn't too horrible. Kyrie helped drive and the kids didn't fight TOO much. We drove through the worst thunderstorm I've experienced in living in the south. We couldn't see 2 feet in front of the car the rain and wind were so fierce. I kept expecting to have a tornado blow us to kingdom come, but we arrived at our destination safely.
A wonderfully considerate skunk decided to welcome me to ID by spraying right at the open window of the bedroom I'm staying in. To top it off, the apartment smells like wet dog. Joy. Skunk and wet dog made for a lovely night's sleep. The kids and I are actually sleeping in the apartment that Wade and I lived in as newly weds. The home has changed owners a few times and since one of my brothers and his family are now living with my parents we needed somewhere else to stay and we as SOOOOO lucky that this place was available. I went to the store today to stock up on some things we would need there and forgot the most important item...febreeze. I'm losing it.
Alabama
Tennessee
Mississippi
Arkansas
OOOOOklahoma
Kansas
Colorado
Wyoming
Utah
Idaho
A list of the states we drove through in the past 5 days. Call me crazy, but airfare was so expensive this time, and with needing a car for the month we are here, I decided a road trip was in order. It wasn't too horrible. Kyrie helped drive and the kids didn't fight TOO much. We drove through the worst thunderstorm I've experienced in living in the south. We couldn't see 2 feet in front of the car the rain and wind were so fierce. I kept expecting to have a tornado blow us to kingdom come, but we arrived at our destination safely.
A wonderfully considerate skunk decided to welcome me to ID by spraying right at the open window of the bedroom I'm staying in. To top it off, the apartment smells like wet dog. Joy. Skunk and wet dog made for a lovely night's sleep. The kids and I are actually sleeping in the apartment that Wade and I lived in as newly weds. The home has changed owners a few times and since one of my brothers and his family are now living with my parents we needed somewhere else to stay and we as SOOOOO lucky that this place was available. I went to the store today to stock up on some things we would need there and forgot the most important item...febreeze. I'm losing it.
Sunday, June 20, 2010
The Wizarding World of Harry Potter
I have found another little piece of heaven on earth. It is at Universal's Islands of Adventure. Yes. It is Harry Potter World. It was AMAZING!! Granted, it was hot enough to be hell (99 degrees with a heat index of 110), and the lines were another form of hell (2 hours just to enter that part of the park, another 2 to shop at Dervish and Banges, you get the idea), but what do you expect on opening weekend? My oldest, her friend and my friend (her mother) went to opening day. Up at 3:00am, arrived at 4:30am and waited until opening at 9:00 but were amongst the first 100 in the crowd to enter and they saw most of the cast from the movies. They had a blast. Since I was hosting a party at my house that evening with around 100 guests, I couldn't go. Plus, I usually avoid the theme park scene like the plague in the summer, but I couldn't resist. I headed back with them and Kade on Sat and had the most fun I've had in a long time.
Everything I visualized in the books and the movies was there. Universal has outdone everyone in bringing JK Rowling's books to life. Hogsmeade is so cool. The shops built exactly like you imagine them looking. The castle and ride inside one of the best I've ever been on. And the moving portraits in the castle? Still trying to figure out how they accomplished that. I didn't care for the regular on tap butter beer, but the frozen one is delicious!! Didn't want to wait in line to eat at the 3 Broom Sticks, but the girls did the day before and they loved it. Purchased my Gryfindor robes and tie for the next movie premier, Halloween, the winter at the park (of course I will dress up to go when it is cooler) and I think I'll even go put them on now to read some books. The rides were incredible. Zonkos and Honeydukes amazing, Ollivanders exactly as seen in the movies, the owlry very cool (you can even send mail post marked from Hogwarts...how cool is that?), I could go on and on, and can't wait for it to cool down so I can take the other 2 boys as often as possible. They can't wait to go and have a wand choose them, get their own robes and ties, and join in the fun Harry Potter world.
(You know it has to be amazing when even the cast from the movies are left speechless)
If you love the books and/or the movies, you have to find a way to visit at some point in the future. Let me know when you're planning on coming and I'll visit with you. If I could, I would probably try to get hired to work there so I could dress up and live there as much as possible. It was that amazing. So come and join in the fun with me. Nothing is as fun as being a witch or wizard and not having the muggle world look at you a bit odd.
Thursday, June 17, 2010
Moshing in the Mosh Pit...I think I'm getting too old for this
Our friend's oldest son is now playing in a band. They had their debut last Sat. Being the good friends we are, Wade and I went. Not exactly my genre of music, but their son rocks on the bass. The event was held at an old gymnastics facility. Man did that bring back some great memories. I haven't done any tumbling for 10 years. Guess what?! Even though my mind thinks it is only about 25 years old, the reality of being a few months away from 40 hits really hard physically when you throw some round-off back handsprings into the mix. Delusions of grandeur aside, yeah I was feeling it the next day. But I can still do some awesome toe touches and I didn't get hurt. I've decided that I need to look for a facility here that will let me tumble some to get in better shape. Anywho...back to moshing. Some big teenage boys were goofing off and moshing. Looked like fun but I didn't want to get hurt. After they left the scene, I went bounding out onto the floor when out of the blue one of the bigger ones turns and walks right in front of me mid-air. I slammed into him good. "Sorry," I laughed as I bounded away. I saw him rubbing his shoulder the rest of the night and he didn't join back in the moshing when the music started again. Wow. He was owned by someone old enough to be his mother, and I didn't get hurt. Maybe this moshing stuff isn't so hard after all?
Friday, June 4, 2010
Hello...Is It Me You're Looking For?
Yeah, yeah. I'm still here. Alive and kicking, just in a blogging rut. Much has happened, but I couldn't bring myself to sit down and blog about anything. The crap spewing forth out of D.C. is mind numbing. And just like the Obummer wants, my mind is going numb. It has to be that he wants us to be numb and dumb so we will believe his lies. And man does he tell some great lies or what? Which reminds me of a joke I read about his lies.
A man died and went to heaven. As he stood in front of St. Peter at the Pearly Gates, he saw a huge wall of clocks behind him.
He asked, "What are those clocks?"
St. Peter answered, "Those are Lie Clocks. Everyone on Earth has a Lie Clock. Every time you tell a lie, the hands on your clock will move." "Oh," said the man, "whose clock is that?"
"That's Mother Teresa's. The hands have never moved, indicating that she never told a lie."
"Incredible," said the man, "and whose clock is that?"
St. Peter responded, "That's Abraham Lincoln's clock. The hands have moved twice, telling us that Abe told only two lies in his life.."
"Where's President Obama's clock?" asked the man.
"Obama's clock is in Jesus' office. He's using it as a ceiling fan.."
On to home life:
After hearing about the many times my dad cut the cord on the TV while growing up, my DH has decided that was the best route to pursue in getting the kids away from the upstairs TV (I don't think he would ever do it to the large flat screen, but who knows?) The kids, being the smarties they are, took another power cord and spliced the two and viola. Problem solved until mean ole dad comes along and cuts it again. We have been having a circuit trip on the breaker, the one that sends power to the extra refrigerator. Well, I think I figured out why when I went to let Dan watch a movie upstairs. I was wondering how the kids had fixed the cord the last time around and found out we are lucky the smarty (which would be Kade in this particular instance) didn't burn the house down. He bared the wires, twisted them into two separate lines, and put them directly into the outlet. How he didn't shock the smartness out of himself whilst doing it is beyond me. Needless to say, the cord was cut off at the point where it exited the set and is no longer available for splicing, dicing, or otherwise sticking into the outlet.
Kids have been out of school for over 2 weeks now and I am ready for them to go back. Sigh. All-Stars has taken over our lives, which I didn't want. I can blame my DH again for thinking we needed to spend the summer at the ball park in the hot heat and humidity. Kids and I will be heading to ID for a break regardless of the playing schedule after June.
And finally, Dan told me that if he were a vampire he would suck my blood. As my friend told me when she heard this...isn't it nice to be loved?
A man died and went to heaven. As he stood in front of St. Peter at the Pearly Gates, he saw a huge wall of clocks behind him.
He asked, "What are those clocks?"
St. Peter answered, "Those are Lie Clocks. Everyone on Earth has a Lie Clock. Every time you tell a lie, the hands on your clock will move." "Oh," said the man, "whose clock is that?"
"That's Mother Teresa's. The hands have never moved, indicating that she never told a lie."
"Incredible," said the man, "and whose clock is that?"
St. Peter responded, "That's Abraham Lincoln's clock. The hands have moved twice, telling us that Abe told only two lies in his life.."
"Where's President Obama's clock?" asked the man.
"Obama's clock is in Jesus' office. He's using it as a ceiling fan.."
On to home life:
After hearing about the many times my dad cut the cord on the TV while growing up, my DH has decided that was the best route to pursue in getting the kids away from the upstairs TV (I don't think he would ever do it to the large flat screen, but who knows?) The kids, being the smarties they are, took another power cord and spliced the two and viola. Problem solved until mean ole dad comes along and cuts it again. We have been having a circuit trip on the breaker, the one that sends power to the extra refrigerator. Well, I think I figured out why when I went to let Dan watch a movie upstairs. I was wondering how the kids had fixed the cord the last time around and found out we are lucky the smarty (which would be Kade in this particular instance) didn't burn the house down. He bared the wires, twisted them into two separate lines, and put them directly into the outlet. How he didn't shock the smartness out of himself whilst doing it is beyond me. Needless to say, the cord was cut off at the point where it exited the set and is no longer available for splicing, dicing, or otherwise sticking into the outlet.
Kids have been out of school for over 2 weeks now and I am ready for them to go back. Sigh. All-Stars has taken over our lives, which I didn't want. I can blame my DH again for thinking we needed to spend the summer at the ball park in the hot heat and humidity. Kids and I will be heading to ID for a break regardless of the playing schedule after June.
And finally, Dan told me that if he were a vampire he would suck my blood. As my friend told me when she heard this...isn't it nice to be loved?
Sunday, May 9, 2010
Bird Bites
"How did Jacob get those bird bites mom," asked Dan. A bit confused it took me a moment to realize what he was talking about.
Jacob broke out in a rash all over his torso that started to spread to his arms a couple of days ago. Red, bug bite looking, itchy rash. We finally realized last night that it is probably a case of breakthrough varicella, otherwise known as chickenpox after vaccination.
"Oh, you mean the chicken pox on him?" I asked.
"Yeah, the chicken pops. Why did a chicken give him those?"
Kids say the darndest things. I had a good laugh from it too and Dan is still trying to figure out how a chicken gave Jacob those "pops". I tried to explain about viruses and snotty noses but he didn't really make the connection. Oh to see things the way a four year old does. Happy Mother's Day to all of you moms out there who take a minute or two from your lives to read about mine.
Jacob broke out in a rash all over his torso that started to spread to his arms a couple of days ago. Red, bug bite looking, itchy rash. We finally realized last night that it is probably a case of breakthrough varicella, otherwise known as chickenpox after vaccination.
"Oh, you mean the chicken pox on him?" I asked.
"Yeah, the chicken pops. Why did a chicken give him those?"
Kids say the darndest things. I had a good laugh from it too and Dan is still trying to figure out how a chicken gave Jacob those "pops". I tried to explain about viruses and snotty noses but he didn't really make the connection. Oh to see things the way a four year old does. Happy Mother's Day to all of you moms out there who take a minute or two from your lives to read about mine.
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
Gonorrhea Lectum
Some of you may have already seen this CDC release. I just thought it was very important information and wanted to help spread the word.
CDC Release
Information regarding Gonorrhea Lectem
The Center for Disease Control has issued a warning about a new virulent strain of this old disease. The disease is called Gonorrhea Lectem. It’s pronounced “Gonna re-elect ‘em.”
The disease is contracted through dangerous and high risk behavior involving putting your cranium up your rectum. Many victims contracted it in 2008…but now most people, after having been infected for the past 1-2 years, are starting to realize how destructive this sickness is.
It’s sad because Gonorrhea Lectem is easily cured with a new drug just coming on the market called Votemout. You take the first dose in 2010 and the second dose in 2012 and simply don’t engage in such behavior again; otherwise, it could become permanent and eventually wipe out all life as we know it.
Several states are already on top of this, like Virginia and New Jersey, and apparently now Massachusetts, with many more seeing the writing on the wall.
CDC Release
Information regarding Gonorrhea Lectem
The Center for Disease Control has issued a warning about a new virulent strain of this old disease. The disease is called Gonorrhea Lectem. It’s pronounced “Gonna re-elect ‘em.”
The disease is contracted through dangerous and high risk behavior involving putting your cranium up your rectum. Many victims contracted it in 2008…but now most people, after having been infected for the past 1-2 years, are starting to realize how destructive this sickness is.
It’s sad because Gonorrhea Lectem is easily cured with a new drug just coming on the market called Votemout. You take the first dose in 2010 and the second dose in 2012 and simply don’t engage in such behavior again; otherwise, it could become permanent and eventually wipe out all life as we know it.
Several states are already on top of this, like Virginia and New Jersey, and apparently now Massachusetts, with many more seeing the writing on the wall.
Monday, May 3, 2010
All I Want For Christmas
Dear Santa:
I know it is only May and I am a little bit early. But I figured you might need some time to work on this one. All I really want for Christmas is a magic house that cleans itself, does it's own laundry and dishes, cooks it's own meals, and magically cleans up after the slobs I live with.
Really, I think 8 months is plenty of time for you to make this happen.
Much love,
Chris
I know it is only May and I am a little bit early. But I figured you might need some time to work on this one. All I really want for Christmas is a magic house that cleans itself, does it's own laundry and dishes, cooks it's own meals, and magically cleans up after the slobs I live with.
Really, I think 8 months is plenty of time for you to make this happen.
Much love,
Chris
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
An Extended Case of the Blahs
Yeah. Blah blah blah. I hate it when you're talking to someone and to fill in the rest of the story they blah blah blah. Really? Am I supposed to know that that means? Well, I have had a case of the blah blah blahs which means I haven't felt like doing anything at all, including blogging.
My last two months have been so busy, I really deserve to sit back and have a case of the blahs, as long as I don't feel too sorry for myself whilst being blah.
At the end of Feb. my SIL and her cute baby girl came out to stay wit us for 3 weeks. We ran the Disney Princess 1/2 Marathon. I finished in under 3 hours, which was what I was shooting for. I would've finished at around 2:45, but had to wait in line for the restroom, twice. My knees and the medical issues I have with my feet caused me to want to quit at mile 8. Seriously. It hurt so much to run, but hurt even more to stop running. It was not a good feeling. BUT...we had so much fun. For starters, we had to get up at 3am to catch a bus to Epcot for the start. P.S. We didn't start our run until around 6:30am. P.S.S. Neither one of us could sleep that night and were lucky if we caught 3 hours of zzzzz's. P.S.S.S. Running 13.1 miles on little to no sleep is not fun. P.S.S.S.S. blah blah blah (sorry, just had to throw that in there) There were so many women dressed up as princesses, and a few courageous men accompanying them dressed as villains. The funniest thing was seeing the amount of women who decided they had to "use it" before the race while we were lined up and waiting in the FREEZING COLD (a whole different story). Instead of crossing the street to the wooded area, or walking the 200 yards to the port-a-potties, they headed to the ditch, nearest the roadway full of passing cars, dropped trou, squatted and did their business giving everyone a nice view of the full moon.
After recovering for a day, we headed back to Disney World, many times during the next few weeks. I finally had a chance to do the Rockin' RollerCoaster. Man is that a great ride or what?!?!
The kids and I headed to the beach for spring break. Since this was a last minute decision for me, I could find no where to stay on our favorite island and settled instead for Ft. Myers. Never again. Too much traffic, too many people, too much of my children bickering for no apparent reason, too many jellyfish, too much algae or sea weed that really stunk the place up, blah blah blah. Ana Maria Island I'm so sorry for forsaking you. I promise. We will be back next month.
I arouse early the last day of spring break, which for some odd reason was the Mon after having the full previous week off (I should've played dumb and dropped the kids off at school that morning anyways just to get rid of them...see ya' at 3:00 suckers) to watch the launch of the space shuttle. There are only 3 or 4 more launches scheduled and the program will end. A sad day indeed. As I stood out in the back yard at 6:20am having only gone to bed at 3:00am, I was wondering where it was. Suddenly, the horizon turned a brilliant orange and I thought, "hmmmm...I thought the sun came up a little further east from there" and then realized, "HOLY COW...that is the light from the shuttle!!!" It literally lit up the entire horizon. Such an amazing site. I captured it on video, but it really isn't as grand to view that way. I will upload it eventually for your viewing pleasure however. I promise. Now I need to check the launch schedule to make sure we will be around for one of the last ones. I will be dragging my kids out of bed very early to make the drive to Cape Canaveral to watch. They will love me for doing that.
I went to Glenn Beck's American Revival a few weekends ago. Wade was supposed to go with me, but wouldn't you know it, they just had to schedule the Pine Wood Derby for that day. P.S. Jacob won in the cub scout division and took 2nd over all. Glenn was AMAZING!! I took a friend from church and we had a great time. Arriving at the campus we followed the yellow event parking signs that led to the fraternity housing area. Many cars were parking in the fraternity lots. We both had a bad feeling about that. I even pulled into one, but seeing the tow away zone signs figured I didn't want to risk it even if the parking signs pointed to that direction. The three parking garages we had passed all said FULL. We drove around for 1/2 hour trying to find a place to park. We couldn't get through to the main arena for parking because they had a road blocked off. So, I pulled into one of the parking garages anyways and guess what? It wasn't full at all. Maybe 20 cars parked on the first level alone. Weird. (Very glad we listened to our "guts" and didn't park in the fraternity lots...click HERE to see why.) We walked to the arena where much to our surprise we were all put stripped searched for entry (not really but we did get a thorough search through bags/purses and wanded...more than they often do at airports...hmmmm) Another surprise. I had somehow purchased premium tickets meaning we sat in a great area, had padded seats, and had use of the lounge. Taking use to buy some water and use the restroom in the lounge who did I run into but Glenn himself. I actually got to talk with him for a quick minute, he gave me a big bear hug, and was off. I did run into him there one more time when I went back out for more water (good thing I was so thirsty) as he was getting ready to enter for his key note address. He had decided at the last minute to use that entrance so it was just sheer luck to run into him again. I didn't say anything to him, but did get a picture that time. Now, my friend and I struck up a conversation with the young man sitting next to us. He was an interesting looking guy, all tatted up, and so I started out by asking him about his tatts. I thought maybe he was military, but no, he was a philosophy major who loved everything about Beck except his stupid religion. hahahahaha Can you just imagine how much he felt like he had stepped in it when I casually asked "why, what part of it don't you like" and proceeded to tell him we were both members of Glenn's faith? He learned about Joseph Smith, the restoration of the gospel through Smith, the pre-existence (which he believed in too) and was left with the challenge to actually read the BofM before making up his mind about its validity. My friend and I both feel he will read it simply as a matter of trying to prove to himself that he is right, and hopefully will end up knowing how wrong he really was.
We are finally a three car family!!! Can I tell you how excited this makes me? I no longer have to drive the kids to and from school. That saves me 2 hours a day of driving around. I didn't know what to do with all of my free time the first day...yeah right!!! It is great having another driver in the family. However, I couldn't help but wonder where the years have gone. I still vividly remember dropping Kyrie off for her first day of kindergarten. I got a little teary eyed, I'll admit it. Now she's going off to prom this weekend, getting her class ring today, and will be graduating next year. How did that happen? Yeah...I know....blah blah blah.
My last two months have been so busy, I really deserve to sit back and have a case of the blahs, as long as I don't feel too sorry for myself whilst being blah.
At the end of Feb. my SIL and her cute baby girl came out to stay wit us for 3 weeks. We ran the Disney Princess 1/2 Marathon. I finished in under 3 hours, which was what I was shooting for. I would've finished at around 2:45, but had to wait in line for the restroom, twice. My knees and the medical issues I have with my feet caused me to want to quit at mile 8. Seriously. It hurt so much to run, but hurt even more to stop running. It was not a good feeling. BUT...we had so much fun. For starters, we had to get up at 3am to catch a bus to Epcot for the start. P.S. We didn't start our run until around 6:30am. P.S.S. Neither one of us could sleep that night and were lucky if we caught 3 hours of zzzzz's. P.S.S.S. Running 13.1 miles on little to no sleep is not fun. P.S.S.S.S. blah blah blah (sorry, just had to throw that in there) There were so many women dressed up as princesses, and a few courageous men accompanying them dressed as villains. The funniest thing was seeing the amount of women who decided they had to "use it" before the race while we were lined up and waiting in the FREEZING COLD (a whole different story). Instead of crossing the street to the wooded area, or walking the 200 yards to the port-a-potties, they headed to the ditch, nearest the roadway full of passing cars, dropped trou, squatted and did their business giving everyone a nice view of the full moon.
After recovering for a day, we headed back to Disney World, many times during the next few weeks. I finally had a chance to do the Rockin' RollerCoaster. Man is that a great ride or what?!?!
The kids and I headed to the beach for spring break. Since this was a last minute decision for me, I could find no where to stay on our favorite island and settled instead for Ft. Myers. Never again. Too much traffic, too many people, too much of my children bickering for no apparent reason, too many jellyfish, too much algae or sea weed that really stunk the place up, blah blah blah. Ana Maria Island I'm so sorry for forsaking you. I promise. We will be back next month.
I arouse early the last day of spring break, which for some odd reason was the Mon after having the full previous week off (I should've played dumb and dropped the kids off at school that morning anyways just to get rid of them...see ya' at 3:00 suckers) to watch the launch of the space shuttle. There are only 3 or 4 more launches scheduled and the program will end. A sad day indeed. As I stood out in the back yard at 6:20am having only gone to bed at 3:00am, I was wondering where it was. Suddenly, the horizon turned a brilliant orange and I thought, "hmmmm...I thought the sun came up a little further east from there" and then realized, "HOLY COW...that is the light from the shuttle!!!" It literally lit up the entire horizon. Such an amazing site. I captured it on video, but it really isn't as grand to view that way. I will upload it eventually for your viewing pleasure however. I promise. Now I need to check the launch schedule to make sure we will be around for one of the last ones. I will be dragging my kids out of bed very early to make the drive to Cape Canaveral to watch. They will love me for doing that.
I went to Glenn Beck's American Revival a few weekends ago. Wade was supposed to go with me, but wouldn't you know it, they just had to schedule the Pine Wood Derby for that day. P.S. Jacob won in the cub scout division and took 2nd over all. Glenn was AMAZING!! I took a friend from church and we had a great time. Arriving at the campus we followed the yellow event parking signs that led to the fraternity housing area. Many cars were parking in the fraternity lots. We both had a bad feeling about that. I even pulled into one, but seeing the tow away zone signs figured I didn't want to risk it even if the parking signs pointed to that direction. The three parking garages we had passed all said FULL. We drove around for 1/2 hour trying to find a place to park. We couldn't get through to the main arena for parking because they had a road blocked off. So, I pulled into one of the parking garages anyways and guess what? It wasn't full at all. Maybe 20 cars parked on the first level alone. Weird. (Very glad we listened to our "guts" and didn't park in the fraternity lots...click HERE to see why.) We walked to the arena where much to our surprise we were all put stripped searched for entry (not really but we did get a thorough search through bags/purses and wanded...more than they often do at airports...hmmmm) Another surprise. I had somehow purchased premium tickets meaning we sat in a great area, had padded seats, and had use of the lounge. Taking use to buy some water and use the restroom in the lounge who did I run into but Glenn himself. I actually got to talk with him for a quick minute, he gave me a big bear hug, and was off. I did run into him there one more time when I went back out for more water (good thing I was so thirsty) as he was getting ready to enter for his key note address. He had decided at the last minute to use that entrance so it was just sheer luck to run into him again. I didn't say anything to him, but did get a picture that time. Now, my friend and I struck up a conversation with the young man sitting next to us. He was an interesting looking guy, all tatted up, and so I started out by asking him about his tatts. I thought maybe he was military, but no, he was a philosophy major who loved everything about Beck except his stupid religion. hahahahaha Can you just imagine how much he felt like he had stepped in it when I casually asked "why, what part of it don't you like" and proceeded to tell him we were both members of Glenn's faith? He learned about Joseph Smith, the restoration of the gospel through Smith, the pre-existence (which he believed in too) and was left with the challenge to actually read the BofM before making up his mind about its validity. My friend and I both feel he will read it simply as a matter of trying to prove to himself that he is right, and hopefully will end up knowing how wrong he really was.
We are finally a three car family!!! Can I tell you how excited this makes me? I no longer have to drive the kids to and from school. That saves me 2 hours a day of driving around. I didn't know what to do with all of my free time the first day...yeah right!!! It is great having another driver in the family. However, I couldn't help but wonder where the years have gone. I still vividly remember dropping Kyrie off for her first day of kindergarten. I got a little teary eyed, I'll admit it. Now she's going off to prom this weekend, getting her class ring today, and will be graduating next year. How did that happen? Yeah...I know....blah blah blah.
Saturday, March 27, 2010
I Met Glenn Beck!!!
Got to met and talk to Glenn Beck today at his American Revival tour. Then he gave me a big bear hug. Very cool. Will blog about the experience and the young man sitting next to my friend and I later. Let's just say...it was an amazing day.
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
It's A Small World After All
Last Thur. I felt very strongly that I needed to go back to DC yet once again. My DH wasn't really on board with it. "It won't matter to them." I know, I know. But it matters to me, to our children, to our future grand-children, and to all freedom loving Americans. So Fri. I booked my ticket. I was sick, had little to no voice because of my cold, hadn't slept much for the past week because I've been so stuffy, but I dragged my sleepy butt out of bed at 4:30am to make my flight in Orlando.
On the bus from the airport the excitement was palpable. There were many of us heading to the Capitol to protest. A few rolled their eyes at us and I couldn't help but want to smack them, but I refrained. "Go ahead and give your liberties and freedoms away," I thought, "I will not do so." The bus had to stop early because of the road closures due to the event, so we headed to the Metro. On the Metro a mom about my age got on with her young son and sign in hand. She sat across from me so we started to chat.
"You were here on 9-12 with your four children, by yourself, from Florida, weren't you? You went to the Holocaust Museum after the rally?" she asked. I was floored. Out of the millions of people there that day in Sept. and the hundreds I happened to speak to, she was one of them, and she remembered me. We parted ways after the Metro, but later that day around 4:30 I ran into her again. She wanted to know if I was staying for Sun. too. "No, my SIL is visiting me from UT so I need to head back tonight." She looked at me and said, "You're LDS aren't you?" "Yes," I answered, "and you must be too or you would've asked me if I was Mormon."
Yes, she is LDS too, lived in Jacksonville until a few months ago, and now lives in TN. Her husband is and ENT. She has 5 children, the youngest a beautiful little boy they adopted from China while her husband was there performing cleft lip repairs. He was one of the young children that he did surgery on. We continued talking and imagine both of our shock when we figured out that we had both lived in Pocatello and went to the same schools. She moved away when she was 12 and is 3 years older than me, but we know many of the same people.
I can only think that God's hand was in on us meeting up again, because really, what are the chances? We have FaceBook friended each other and are excited to keep in touch.
Another woman that I met that day was also quite remarkable. As I was sitting on the steps to the Longworth Office Building I noticed her looking through a book that someone had compiled of the many Tea Party Rallies, and had it published. It was simply pictures of the many people and their signs. We started talking about it and she let me look at it. In all honesty, if I had looked at her and not taken the time to talk with her, my first impression of her would've lead me to believe she was a homeless bagwoman. She was in multiple layers of dirty clothes, her hair was matted and very oily looking, covered in a hair net. She had poor dental care and was obviously not a wealthy person in terms of monetary, but she was smart, intelligent, well spoken, and there fighting for her freedoms and liberties. She could've so easily been one of the many looking to the gov't for a hand out, but no, she works two jobs and came in from Maryland for the protest. Her sign really drew my attention too. It was a crudely hand written one that said, "Read Ayn Rand and learn," or something very similar to that. As I had finally started reading Atlas Shrugged a few weeks ago, we talked for a very long time about the book. She told me a bit about her family and we talked about high german and swiss german. It was truly and amazing experience that has further ingrained into me "Don't judge a book by it's cover."
I know this monstrosity passed and has been signed into law by a Congress and President who don't care about the Constitution of our great land. But do not give up hope. They have won one battle, the war is not yet over.
Here is a FB message I received from an old college friend today. It brought tears to my eyes and made me know that I did the right thing in being there, for the 3rd time, even if "they" didn't listen.
"Chris,
Just wanted to let you know I went to dinner last week with a buddy of mine. His girlfriend was in D.C. on vacation getting ready to take a cruise.
She called him during dinner and went on and on about how she had walked into a tea party protest and how cool it was and how much she wished she had the courage to have done that for a vacation instead of the cruise.
I told my buddy that I knew someone who was there and who attended many of the rallies. Both him and his girlfriend said to say thankyou and keep up the fight. "
And those stories are really the reason I was there. We are America. We love our freedoms and liberties no matter how different our backgrounds and experiences. As we surrounded the Capitol building and had a prayer I couldn't help but think if we could bring God back into our gov't all would be okay. "One Nation, Under God, Indivisible." So that really is the battle, for with God, all things are possible.
On the bus from the airport the excitement was palpable. There were many of us heading to the Capitol to protest. A few rolled their eyes at us and I couldn't help but want to smack them, but I refrained. "Go ahead and give your liberties and freedoms away," I thought, "I will not do so." The bus had to stop early because of the road closures due to the event, so we headed to the Metro. On the Metro a mom about my age got on with her young son and sign in hand. She sat across from me so we started to chat.
"You were here on 9-12 with your four children, by yourself, from Florida, weren't you? You went to the Holocaust Museum after the rally?" she asked. I was floored. Out of the millions of people there that day in Sept. and the hundreds I happened to speak to, she was one of them, and she remembered me. We parted ways after the Metro, but later that day around 4:30 I ran into her again. She wanted to know if I was staying for Sun. too. "No, my SIL is visiting me from UT so I need to head back tonight." She looked at me and said, "You're LDS aren't you?" "Yes," I answered, "and you must be too or you would've asked me if I was Mormon."
Yes, she is LDS too, lived in Jacksonville until a few months ago, and now lives in TN. Her husband is and ENT. She has 5 children, the youngest a beautiful little boy they adopted from China while her husband was there performing cleft lip repairs. He was one of the young children that he did surgery on. We continued talking and imagine both of our shock when we figured out that we had both lived in Pocatello and went to the same schools. She moved away when she was 12 and is 3 years older than me, but we know many of the same people.
I can only think that God's hand was in on us meeting up again, because really, what are the chances? We have FaceBook friended each other and are excited to keep in touch.
Another woman that I met that day was also quite remarkable. As I was sitting on the steps to the Longworth Office Building I noticed her looking through a book that someone had compiled of the many Tea Party Rallies, and had it published. It was simply pictures of the many people and their signs. We started talking about it and she let me look at it. In all honesty, if I had looked at her and not taken the time to talk with her, my first impression of her would've lead me to believe she was a homeless bagwoman. She was in multiple layers of dirty clothes, her hair was matted and very oily looking, covered in a hair net. She had poor dental care and was obviously not a wealthy person in terms of monetary, but she was smart, intelligent, well spoken, and there fighting for her freedoms and liberties. She could've so easily been one of the many looking to the gov't for a hand out, but no, she works two jobs and came in from Maryland for the protest. Her sign really drew my attention too. It was a crudely hand written one that said, "Read Ayn Rand and learn," or something very similar to that. As I had finally started reading Atlas Shrugged a few weeks ago, we talked for a very long time about the book. She told me a bit about her family and we talked about high german and swiss german. It was truly and amazing experience that has further ingrained into me "Don't judge a book by it's cover."
I know this monstrosity passed and has been signed into law by a Congress and President who don't care about the Constitution of our great land. But do not give up hope. They have won one battle, the war is not yet over.
Here is a FB message I received from an old college friend today. It brought tears to my eyes and made me know that I did the right thing in being there, for the 3rd time, even if "they" didn't listen.
"Chris,
Just wanted to let you know I went to dinner last week with a buddy of mine. His girlfriend was in D.C. on vacation getting ready to take a cruise.
She called him during dinner and went on and on about how she had walked into a tea party protest and how cool it was and how much she wished she had the courage to have done that for a vacation instead of the cruise.
I told my buddy that I knew someone who was there and who attended many of the rallies. Both him and his girlfriend said to say thankyou and keep up the fight. "
And those stories are really the reason I was there. We are America. We love our freedoms and liberties no matter how different our backgrounds and experiences. As we surrounded the Capitol building and had a prayer I couldn't help but think if we could bring God back into our gov't all would be okay. "One Nation, Under God, Indivisible." So that really is the battle, for with God, all things are possible.
Friday, February 26, 2010
The Power of Positive Thinking
I think I can, I think I can, I think I can
My motto while running. I really hate distance running, but my training for the past two months has allowed me to run over 300 miles in that time. Now that is really the power of positive thinking. Here are some "rough" stats.
300 miles
65 hours
36000 calories burned
ONLY 5 pounds lost
How can that be? All of that effort and time, blood sweat and tears and I only lose 5 pounds. I sure hope my finisher medal is worth it!!
EDIT EDIT EDIT EDIT EDIT EDIT
Whoops. I thin my math is getting a little fuzzy. I have to redo my numbers here. I've run an average of 15 miles a week for 2 months. That is only 120 miles. Dang I was getting lofty. So 120 miles give or take means 26 hours and 14,400 calories but still only 5 pounds. Whew. That much math gives me a headache worse than running 10 miles.
My motto while running. I really hate distance running, but my training for the past two months has allowed me to run over 300 miles in that time. Now that is really the power of positive thinking. Here are some "rough" stats.
300 miles
65 hours
36000 calories burned
ONLY 5 pounds lost
How can that be? All of that effort and time, blood sweat and tears and I only lose 5 pounds. I sure hope my finisher medal is worth it!!
EDIT EDIT EDIT EDIT EDIT EDIT
Whoops. I thin my math is getting a little fuzzy. I have to redo my numbers here. I've run an average of 15 miles a week for 2 months. That is only 120 miles. Dang I was getting lofty. So 120 miles give or take means 26 hours and 14,400 calories but still only 5 pounds. Whew. That much math gives me a headache worse than running 10 miles.
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
WHAT THE ____?????? Feel free to fill in the blank
I was looking at a story linked on Drudge Report about a fight at Chuck-E-Cheeses and saw this story HERE
Wow. I don't even know what to say except WOW. Seriously? A picnic table? Not even a blow up doll or pillow or how about apple pie...a picnic table? Dude. You. Have. Issues.
Wow. I don't even know what to say except WOW. Seriously? A picnic table? Not even a blow up doll or pillow or how about apple pie...a picnic table? Dude. You. Have. Issues.
Saturday, February 13, 2010
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
The Real Power of Nookie
The other day while listening to the radio the DJ's were talking about women and their tendancies towards men. One of the questions was "What percentage of women have used sex to get something they want?" Easy...at least 98% right? WRONG!! The answer was 9%. WTH? To the other 91% of you LIARS I say...what's up? Do you not know the real power of nookie? Or are you just lying?
My good friend calls herself the tax whore. Her husband was 3 years behind in filing their tax returns. Taking matters into her own hands she promised one night of wonderful nookie for each year of returns done and mailed. Guess what? The taxes were done in record time. Me? Let's just say I know how to work it to get what I want. That would include new furniture, new cars, or even something as simple as getting the dishes done by someone other than myself. REally, it doesn't take much. My husband knows a happy momma is a the answer to lots of nookie and sometimes it only takes cleaning the kitchen for me to be happy.
So, I say to the 91% of ladies who have never used sex to get something they want...you haven't realized the real power of nookie. You are giving it up far too frequently and/or freely without the benefit of the perks that come along. Men are push overs!!! Give them some good nookie and they will promise you the world. Seize the power of nookie and work it baby!!
My good friend calls herself the tax whore. Her husband was 3 years behind in filing their tax returns. Taking matters into her own hands she promised one night of wonderful nookie for each year of returns done and mailed. Guess what? The taxes were done in record time. Me? Let's just say I know how to work it to get what I want. That would include new furniture, new cars, or even something as simple as getting the dishes done by someone other than myself. REally, it doesn't take much. My husband knows a happy momma is a the answer to lots of nookie and sometimes it only takes cleaning the kitchen for me to be happy.
So, I say to the 91% of ladies who have never used sex to get something they want...you haven't realized the real power of nookie. You are giving it up far too frequently and/or freely without the benefit of the perks that come along. Men are push overs!!! Give them some good nookie and they will promise you the world. Seize the power of nookie and work it baby!!
Thursday, February 4, 2010
They Like Me, They Really, Really Like Me
I have been given the prestigious blog award of "Master" and have been requested to list 6 things that I am MASTER of. I have received this prestigious award from KamilliVanilli who is in her own right, the master of some pretty cool things. So, let's get down to it.
1. I am the MASTER OF THE UNIVERSE. Enough said, I should end my list right here and be done with it. If you know me, if you really, really know me, you know that I am always right, that I am smart beyond belief, and that everyone loves me. Hence, I am master of the universe, or at least master of my own little universe of make believe because none of the above are completely true. I do like being right, which I usually am, I am smart, at least a whole lot smarter than most liberals I know, and most peeps do love me some. Which leads me to #2.
2. I am the MASTER of pissing off liberals. Yes. I humbly admit that I love to tick of the liberals of the world, and we all know how easy that is to accomplish. I have found one of the quickest and easiest ways to do this is to tell them to put their money where their mouth is. For some reason they get pissy and whiny and mad as H-E-double hockey sticks when you suggest this. For example, a relative of mine has an old HS friend who grew up in the church but loves nothing more than to rip it apart every chance she has. She grew up never lacking for anything, has a husband who is an MD, and she went into social work thinking she could solve the ills of the world (as long as the government pays for all of it). The thing is, most liberals forget where the government likes to get their money (YOU AND ME!!). I suggested she put her money where her mouth is and open a free clinic with her money and her husband as the Dr. and viola. One little problem of people in her neighborhood who can't afford their medical care solved. She didn't like that. After all, why should she have to foot the bill to be charitable, compassionate, and LIBERAL when she can sit back, complain about the ills of the world and have good ole Uncle Sam fork out the dough? BTW, if you haven't picked up Glenn Beck's Arguing With Idiots you really should. It has many great examples such as the one I listed of liberals illogical thinking. The fallacy of their thought process is actually quite humorous and would make me want to laugh IF it didn't make me want to shove my foot up their back end first. Maybe I could do the kicking first and then laugh at them. Yes. That would feel GOOD!!
3. I am the MASTER of reading. I love to read. I typically read two novels a week. Sometimes that many a day. I am a true book worm. Right now I am re-reading The Count of Monte Cristo. Last week I finished The Last of the Mohicans, Pemberley Manor, and Mr. Darcy, Vampyre. The last two novels are continuations of Jane Austin's (another favorite author) Pride and Prejudice, written by others. As stupid as it may sound, I love reading books written for young adults too. I think it is because they are a quick, easy read and allow me to enter my own personal "NeverLand". I enjoyed the Twilight series, of course the Harry Potter series, The Mortal Instrument series, The Olympians series by Rick Riordan, The House of Night series, and Fallen by Lauren Kate which will have sequels. If I'm bored and have nothing new to read I will re-read many of the above, to the point that I have read each of the HP books at least 10 times. What is wrong with me? Don't answer that. I also love political thrillers, especially the books by Vince Flynn, Michael Crichton, and Brad Thor. Since my degree is in history I have also really enjoyed the Amelia Peabody series by Elizabeth Peters. Now, if we are talking church books, I have a hard time reading them. I did however love the Tennis Shoes Adventure stories, Children of the Promise and Hearts of the Children series and over last summer read all of The Great and Terrible series. Well. I have listed enough books to keep most of you busy reading for several years. If you need other suggestions I have more, but for brevity and your sanity I will stop now.
4. If the above paragraph hasn't made you wonder how I ever get anything done around the house you are obviously a male. hahaha So, #4, I am the MASTER of multi-tasking. For example, I have managed to move 3 loads of laundry through while typing this. Somehow, not always sure how I accomplish it, but somehow, we always have clean clothes, I almost always have dinner cooked, and the house is usually clean (except for the kids rooms. Let's not go there as it is a sore subject for me.)
5. If you were to ask my kids and my DH they would say I am the MASTER of nit-picking. I don't know why they would accuse me of this because the only time I have ever really picked any nits off of any of them were the two unfortunate times the kids had lice. Oh, wait, and the few times in Alabama that we had fleas in the house I would pick the fleas off of them. Other then that I am not a nit picker. Now, do I complain to them about being slobs? Heck yes and rightfully so. You should see my car. It would be more appropriate to call it a trash can on wheels at this point, and yet maybe only 2 items in there belong to me. I guess this is to be expected when one lives in their vehicle from 2:30 until 8:00 at night. (I'm also a great taxi cab service I guess, but that's not a fun one to list).
6. Hmmmm. I'm really going to have to think hard to find something else I am the master of. Let's see. A-Ha. I have it. I am the MASTER of "I HATE DISTANCE RUNNING". I got it into my head that I would like to run a 1/2 marathon before I hit 40, so I signed up for Disney World's Princess 1/2 Marathon. My SIL, who is quite a few years younger than me, is going to fly out to run with me. Well, probably run ahead of me as I'm sure to be slower than her. Physically, I can run and run and run, at least until my knees give out. Mentally, I make it to 2 miles and do not want to go any more. It is all a mind game for me. I literally HATE distance running. In HS I was a sprinter, hurdler, and jumper. I still even hold city and school records 20+ years later. My body is made up of quick twitch fibers, not slow twitch which is what you need for distance running. But, I am doing it. I ran 8 mils on Mon., 3 1/2 yesterday, and I think I'll go for another 8 tomorrow. Somehow I've got to build up to 10 so I can make it through the 13.1 on race day within 3 hours. Wish me luck.
And with that witty list that kept you begging for more of my exciting life story...I bestow the honor of "Master" upon the following two bloggers:
Owen, Avery, and Payton's Place
and DNA. If you don't want to do it TOO FRICKIN' BAD. Just kiddin' No pressure. If you really want this award, you can secretly let me know and I'll be happy to add a few more nominations.
Monday, January 25, 2010
The Foster Family Exterminators!!!
I'm seriously considering changing the name of our blog to just that.
Last night we had friends over for dinner. They had just left and I was shutting the front door when this thing shoots off of the wreath on the door, just inches from my face, and lands on the floor. "Stop!", I yelled to Wade and Kade as I turned and saw them walking out of the room, "There's a RAT in the house."
Yes, I was almost attacked by a rat. If that thing had jumped on me I'm pretty sure I wouldn't be here posting this morning. As it was, I picked up the closest object I could use as a projectile, Jake's tennis shoes, and took action. Wade saw it and ran to head it off from escaping the room. The rat saw him and turned back towards me. I took aim and let a shoe fly, missing. It headed back towards Wade who managed to take a huge swipe at it sending it flying towards the open front door. Sadly, he missed and instead the rat smacked into the wall right next to me just missing Daniel's face by a whisker's length. I took aim with the other shoe and stunned the thing, but not enough. It ran back towards Wade who got one more good swipe at it in sending it flying back towards me and Daniel before it took off towards Kade. Kade happened to be holding a drum stick from BAND HERO in his hand. THWACK!!! The thing ended belly up with it's tail broken off quivering on the floor.
Our friends who had left heard the commotion as they were getting in their car came running back in. Well, the husband did. I talked to my girlfriend this morning. She didn't come running back in. She was paralyzed with fear and was so glad that the rat didn't jump on one of them as they were walking past it. She said she would've wet herself if she had been in the room during the combat. In hindsight, she said she saw the entire episode from the window and it was pretty dang funny. She wishes she had thought to turn on her cell phone video to capture the moment. But, being paralyzed with fear, that thought only came later. One of their sons grabbed the carcass, Kade grabbed the quivering tail, and ceremoniously chucked the cursed thing into the bushes.
Daniel was quite traumatized by the whole event. Who wouldn't be after almost getting smacked in the face by a flying rodent? He was hysterically crying as we went off to bed and wouldn't walk on the floors. I had to carry him. Of course, that is all he can talk about this morning, but at least he is walking around on his own.
For the life of me, I can't figure out how the dumb thing ended up on the wreath. Our doors are 9 feet tall and mostly glass. I'm thinking maybe it was on the roof and jumped from there to the wreath? Argh. Who knows. I'm out of time, but I will write about our homes in Alabama and the rat and the chipmunk who honored us with dying in our walls when I have a minute. I'm off to attempt an 8 mile run in training for the 1/2 marathon that is quickly approaching. I wonder if I'll run faster if I visualize a large rat chasing me?
Last night we had friends over for dinner. They had just left and I was shutting the front door when this thing shoots off of the wreath on the door, just inches from my face, and lands on the floor. "Stop!", I yelled to Wade and Kade as I turned and saw them walking out of the room, "There's a RAT in the house."
Yes, I was almost attacked by a rat. If that thing had jumped on me I'm pretty sure I wouldn't be here posting this morning. As it was, I picked up the closest object I could use as a projectile, Jake's tennis shoes, and took action. Wade saw it and ran to head it off from escaping the room. The rat saw him and turned back towards me. I took aim and let a shoe fly, missing. It headed back towards Wade who managed to take a huge swipe at it sending it flying towards the open front door. Sadly, he missed and instead the rat smacked into the wall right next to me just missing Daniel's face by a whisker's length. I took aim with the other shoe and stunned the thing, but not enough. It ran back towards Wade who got one more good swipe at it in sending it flying back towards me and Daniel before it took off towards Kade. Kade happened to be holding a drum stick from BAND HERO in his hand. THWACK!!! The thing ended belly up with it's tail broken off quivering on the floor.
Our friends who had left heard the commotion as they were getting in their car came running back in. Well, the husband did. I talked to my girlfriend this morning. She didn't come running back in. She was paralyzed with fear and was so glad that the rat didn't jump on one of them as they were walking past it. She said she would've wet herself if she had been in the room during the combat. In hindsight, she said she saw the entire episode from the window and it was pretty dang funny. She wishes she had thought to turn on her cell phone video to capture the moment. But, being paralyzed with fear, that thought only came later. One of their sons grabbed the carcass, Kade grabbed the quivering tail, and ceremoniously chucked the cursed thing into the bushes.
Daniel was quite traumatized by the whole event. Who wouldn't be after almost getting smacked in the face by a flying rodent? He was hysterically crying as we went off to bed and wouldn't walk on the floors. I had to carry him. Of course, that is all he can talk about this morning, but at least he is walking around on his own.
For the life of me, I can't figure out how the dumb thing ended up on the wreath. Our doors are 9 feet tall and mostly glass. I'm thinking maybe it was on the roof and jumped from there to the wreath? Argh. Who knows. I'm out of time, but I will write about our homes in Alabama and the rat and the chipmunk who honored us with dying in our walls when I have a minute. I'm off to attempt an 8 mile run in training for the 1/2 marathon that is quickly approaching. I wonder if I'll run faster if I visualize a large rat chasing me?
Saturday, January 16, 2010
Where'd they go?
There are a few things, that no matter what, seem to always be missing around my house:
1. Socks. Where oh where do all the socks go? Granted, all 4 of my kids are guilty of taking them off in the car and leaving them there. Weekly I pull about 20 pairs out and maybe some get knocked out of the car while they are getting in/out? Wade has a horrible habit of hiding his under the cushions of the sofa when he is sitting/lying there but at least I can usually find two socks for a pair. The kids? Never. I have been sorting socks all morning and have at least 50 that are missing their match. Kyrie loves to wear mismatched socks for some oddball reason, so maybe I'll just dump them all in her room.
2. Silverware. I am thinking that these must accidentally get thrown away with the garbage because where else would they disappear to? Wade has been known to use things such as my expensive, nice kitchen knives for handyman work. I'm pretty sure our first house in AL has a few steak knives closed up in the roof from when he was repairing some shingles. The rest of it? I do not know.
3. Important papers/bills. My desk is supposed to be off limits to everyone but me. Fat chance of that happening. I had to sign the boys up for baseball this past week. For the life of me I couldn't find Daniel's birth certificate. I know where I keep them in the safe, but his wasn't there. I then remembered I had it out for his birthday trip to Disney in Nov. (annual members get a $70 gift card to use on merchandise on their birthday....or out of staters get a free pass on your birthday, but you have to show your birth certificate) and had put it in one of my desk drawers. Guess what? It wasn't there. After an hour of searching I found it on the floor of the gun safe. I know I didn't put it there. Oh well. I pulled it out and stuck it back in my drawer to take to the ballpark on Tues. Wade decided to go there today to fill out his coaching apps., so I went to grab the birth certificate for him to take and low and behold...it wasn't there. Jacob's was, but Dan's was missing again. I really thought I was going crazy until my loving spouse said, "Oh, I saw that in there and grabbed it." It was back on the floor of the safe. Sigh. I won't bore you with how many hours of my life I have wasted looking for important papers that he has moved thinking I would lose them.
4. Wade's keys. Enough said.
5. The boys' Sunday shoes. Every Sunday it is the same story. Frantic searching for their church shoes. This past Sunday Jake couldn't find his, so I told him to grab his tennis shoes. For some reason, he decided to wait until we were in the church parking lot to inform me that they weren't in the car. He went to church in his socks. The very next day we pull into the school parking lot (a 20 minute drive each way) and Kade figures out his shoes are not in the car. He went to school in the slippers I had on and I had to fill my tank up barefooted in 32 degree weather. I was running on fumes and had no choice. And it made me fuming mad. Maybe they will both figure out to make sure they have shoes on their feet or in their hands ready to put on before we leave the house?
6. From my list you can probably conclude that my SANITY is definitely oozing out of my brain. Little by little, I am losing my mind. I need to laugh a lot to balance out the crazy because really....all of the above are replaceable and the situations could be funny if looked at in the right frame of mind. So, if you see me laughing uncontrollably some day, just know that it is in an effort to not lose my mind.
1. Socks. Where oh where do all the socks go? Granted, all 4 of my kids are guilty of taking them off in the car and leaving them there. Weekly I pull about 20 pairs out and maybe some get knocked out of the car while they are getting in/out? Wade has a horrible habit of hiding his under the cushions of the sofa when he is sitting/lying there but at least I can usually find two socks for a pair. The kids? Never. I have been sorting socks all morning and have at least 50 that are missing their match. Kyrie loves to wear mismatched socks for some oddball reason, so maybe I'll just dump them all in her room.
2. Silverware. I am thinking that these must accidentally get thrown away with the garbage because where else would they disappear to? Wade has been known to use things such as my expensive, nice kitchen knives for handyman work. I'm pretty sure our first house in AL has a few steak knives closed up in the roof from when he was repairing some shingles. The rest of it? I do not know.
3. Important papers/bills. My desk is supposed to be off limits to everyone but me. Fat chance of that happening. I had to sign the boys up for baseball this past week. For the life of me I couldn't find Daniel's birth certificate. I know where I keep them in the safe, but his wasn't there. I then remembered I had it out for his birthday trip to Disney in Nov. (annual members get a $70 gift card to use on merchandise on their birthday....or out of staters get a free pass on your birthday, but you have to show your birth certificate) and had put it in one of my desk drawers. Guess what? It wasn't there. After an hour of searching I found it on the floor of the gun safe. I know I didn't put it there. Oh well. I pulled it out and stuck it back in my drawer to take to the ballpark on Tues. Wade decided to go there today to fill out his coaching apps., so I went to grab the birth certificate for him to take and low and behold...it wasn't there. Jacob's was, but Dan's was missing again. I really thought I was going crazy until my loving spouse said, "Oh, I saw that in there and grabbed it." It was back on the floor of the safe. Sigh. I won't bore you with how many hours of my life I have wasted looking for important papers that he has moved thinking I would lose them.
4. Wade's keys. Enough said.
5. The boys' Sunday shoes. Every Sunday it is the same story. Frantic searching for their church shoes. This past Sunday Jake couldn't find his, so I told him to grab his tennis shoes. For some reason, he decided to wait until we were in the church parking lot to inform me that they weren't in the car. He went to church in his socks. The very next day we pull into the school parking lot (a 20 minute drive each way) and Kade figures out his shoes are not in the car. He went to school in the slippers I had on and I had to fill my tank up barefooted in 32 degree weather. I was running on fumes and had no choice. And it made me fuming mad. Maybe they will both figure out to make sure they have shoes on their feet or in their hands ready to put on before we leave the house?
6. From my list you can probably conclude that my SANITY is definitely oozing out of my brain. Little by little, I am losing my mind. I need to laugh a lot to balance out the crazy because really....all of the above are replaceable and the situations could be funny if looked at in the right frame of mind. So, if you see me laughing uncontrollably some day, just know that it is in an effort to not lose my mind.
Monday, January 11, 2010
Conversations With the Kids
Dan: Holding up pictures he has drawn
"Mom, these are the floods (jelly fish)."
He then proceeded to tell me their names, which were really out there and I could never spell if I wanted to.
"These are their testicles."
"Their what?"
"Testicles"
"Dan, do you know what testicles are?"
"Yeah, those long string things." (wiggling fingers in the air)
"Oh, you mean tentacles."
"Yeah, their tentacles."
Testicles, tentacles, long stringy things....all the same if you really think about it.
"Mom, these are the floods (jelly fish)."
He then proceeded to tell me their names, which were really out there and I could never spell if I wanted to.
"These are their testicles."
"Their what?"
"Testicles"
"Dan, do you know what testicles are?"
"Yeah, those long string things." (wiggling fingers in the air)
"Oh, you mean tentacles."
"Yeah, their tentacles."
Testicles, tentacles, long stringy things....all the same if you really think about it.
Saturday, January 9, 2010
It's Beginning to look a lot like Christmas... A Few Weeks Too Late
It's sleeting today. Yes. Sleet. In Central Florida. I think it's about 34 degrees out right now. I managed to turn on the gas, light the pilot, and get the fire place going. Not sure why, but it keeps going out after 20 or so minutes. Maybe a high temp max auto switch off or something? Ehhh..who knows, as long as I don't blow us all up we're good.
We had a nice Christmas. Wade and I spoke the Sunday after in Sacrament meeting then the kids and I loaded up and headed to Alabama. Wade met us there Thurs morning. Funny story...I called him Wed afternoon. He was grumpy with me on the phone, said he would call later, but never did. So I didn't bother to call him back. All day Wed. I kept asking myself why I didn't book his flight for Thurs since I was sure his office would be closed for New Year's Eve. I even wondered if I could change his flight, but since he didn't call back, I didn't worry about it, just figured we'd see him Fri morning. Thurs morning Daniel woke early, so I headed downstairs with him to feed him and keep him from waking everyone else. Quite a feat in a house with 8 kids and not a lot of insulation between the flooring. Around noon I headed upstairs and happened to see I had some text messages and voice mails. "Hey, I'm here at the airport. Are you picking me up? Should I rent a car?"
Hahahaha....Wade got left at the airport. Really, not a big deal. He just rented a car and went to visit some friends at UAB, BUT, if he had bothered to call me back Wed night that wouldn't have happened. He was feeling forgotten or something and pouted all weekend long. We had a nice dinner at Taj India with Mark and Michelle Sat night and Michelle and I enjoyed a girls night out at Taste of Thailand (best Thai coconut soup ever...even better than TukTuk in LA. Dan and Jake were in heaven playing with Fox all week even though it was freezing outside. Kade read a complete series of novels...The Lighting Thief...and was entranced. Truly makes me happy since it is the first non-fiction books to hold his imagination and interest. He was upset when he was done after book 5. I've tried to get him started on Tennis Shoes Among the Nephites. I'm sure he'll like those too, but so far, no dice. He wont even try. Kyrie saw old friends and went out just about every night.
I was in heaven because of Yogurt Mountain. I love frozen yogurt with fresh fruit. Not the soft serve icecream type, but the real frozen yogurt, no sugar, fat free, tart stuff like I enjoyed every day in LA. Think Pink Berry or Red Mango. There is nothing like that close by here. I'd love to open a shop, but Wade isn't on board with that. I'm considering buying a mixing/serving machine to intall at home so I can eat it for breakfast and lunch daily. I need to look into the cost. I'm not kidding. I want one at home. That and Mochi for toppings with the fresh mango....yummy.
We had a nice Christmas. Wade and I spoke the Sunday after in Sacrament meeting then the kids and I loaded up and headed to Alabama. Wade met us there Thurs morning. Funny story...I called him Wed afternoon. He was grumpy with me on the phone, said he would call later, but never did. So I didn't bother to call him back. All day Wed. I kept asking myself why I didn't book his flight for Thurs since I was sure his office would be closed for New Year's Eve. I even wondered if I could change his flight, but since he didn't call back, I didn't worry about it, just figured we'd see him Fri morning. Thurs morning Daniel woke early, so I headed downstairs with him to feed him and keep him from waking everyone else. Quite a feat in a house with 8 kids and not a lot of insulation between the flooring. Around noon I headed upstairs and happened to see I had some text messages and voice mails. "Hey, I'm here at the airport. Are you picking me up? Should I rent a car?"
Hahahaha....Wade got left at the airport. Really, not a big deal. He just rented a car and went to visit some friends at UAB, BUT, if he had bothered to call me back Wed night that wouldn't have happened. He was feeling forgotten or something and pouted all weekend long. We had a nice dinner at Taj India with Mark and Michelle Sat night and Michelle and I enjoyed a girls night out at Taste of Thailand (best Thai coconut soup ever...even better than TukTuk in LA. Dan and Jake were in heaven playing with Fox all week even though it was freezing outside. Kade read a complete series of novels...The Lighting Thief...and was entranced. Truly makes me happy since it is the first non-fiction books to hold his imagination and interest. He was upset when he was done after book 5. I've tried to get him started on Tennis Shoes Among the Nephites. I'm sure he'll like those too, but so far, no dice. He wont even try. Kyrie saw old friends and went out just about every night.
I was in heaven because of Yogurt Mountain. I love frozen yogurt with fresh fruit. Not the soft serve icecream type, but the real frozen yogurt, no sugar, fat free, tart stuff like I enjoyed every day in LA. Think Pink Berry or Red Mango. There is nothing like that close by here. I'd love to open a shop, but Wade isn't on board with that. I'm considering buying a mixing/serving machine to intall at home so I can eat it for breakfast and lunch daily. I need to look into the cost. I'm not kidding. I want one at home. That and Mochi for toppings with the fresh mango....yummy.
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