Monday, October 18, 2010
#3
This child of mine is finally asleep. I don't know who slipped him the spastic pills but it has been a day. From biting bums, refusing soup, talking like a goo goo baby-constantly, and don't get me started on brushing teeth....I'm done tonight. Ugh, silence is golden.
Monday, October 11, 2010
The weekend that really worked for me.....
| Super sweaty and super speedy Jack |
| Can you spot the Columbia River Temple? |
When kindred spirits you've known since the 4th grade are about to give birth for the very first time... the good and right thing to do is to gather together. You gather together and eat one too many divinely inspired strawberry cupcakes, go out to a meal that you didn't have to prepare, buy way too expensive but worth every penny hairspray, stay in a lovely hotel over night, hike a big mtn. in the early morning wind with a fantastic view and spend hours in the car laughing, singing, and contemplating life on your way home. I must admit that I have a great life...case in point!
Friday, October 8, 2010
In need of assistance...
So hears the deal. I have lots to say and plenty of pictures....(pretty sweet ones if you ask me)....to correspond with my deep thoughts. However, out of NOwhere, my blog(ger) will not by any means, not even remotely, no question about it.....let me download a picture or "insert image." It says something about a problem with "enabling cookies" and then it just makes the most annoying clicking sound, a modern day morris code if you will. Maybe it's telling me how to solve the problem via Morris code... hmmm.
How about that for a detailed description?! How do I solve this dilemma? I am a remedial computer technician, not my forte. It is most maddening! Suggestions please and Kyle was no help.
How about that for a detailed description?! How do I solve this dilemma? I am a remedial computer technician, not my forte. It is most maddening! Suggestions please and Kyle was no help.
Thursday, September 30, 2010
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
Thursday, September 23, 2010
Awesomeness from Thursday
Sunday, September 12, 2010
Weekend review and such...
It's hard to type tonight...it smells a little like skunk outside and it's wafting (a word perhaps?) into my nasal passages- inside. Not cool. One of the numerous benefits of country life I suppose. Out of habit it must be said.... P.U.

The fellas have been puttin pencil to paper now for 2 straight weeks. Little man on the left tried to wish his way to school, any school ..but that didn't pan out. -Peace
Mr. Third Grade: Lucky pants Jack is also in the music program, also gets to learn the violin, AND gets to be in thee exact same class as super fun cousin Sidney. Life is good for this kid.
We had a thrilling weekend full of:
Meltdowns over lost remotes. Yes, I the eternal lifesaver of this crew found said remote under the kitchen cabinet next to the oven, on the floor. Of course!

Family Movie Night: I had to take a picture so I could go back later and ask myself....."am I a fuddy duddy?" It kinda looks that way. I mean, what kind of family movie night consists of eating your popcorn and rootbeer at the table? I guess mine.
The fellas have been puttin pencil to paper now for 2 straight weeks. Little man on the left tried to wish his way to school, any school ..but that didn't pan out. -Peace
Cole is in a music program where.....drumroll: he gets to learn the violin at school!!! For his music loving mother it's a dream scenario. Isn't that tiny violin fantastic? I'm sensing some mad violin skills are going to ooze outta this kid?
We had a thrilling weekend full of:
Meltdowns over lost remotes. Yes, I the eternal lifesaver of this crew found said remote under the kitchen cabinet next to the oven, on the floor. Of course!
Family Movie Night: I had to take a picture so I could go back later and ask myself....."am I a fuddy duddy?" It kinda looks that way. I mean, what kind of family movie night consists of eating your popcorn and rootbeer at the table? I guess mine.
'playin with the powerball cleaning tabs....all 93 of them, every few hours after my mom forgets to put the rubberband back on the door knob for the 37th time!
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