Most Wonderful Time Of The Year
1 week ago
Innuendos about the abnormal yet somewhat normal happenings of our family
So I love that my children have listened to council about keeping Christmas simple this year. We have been blessed with so many miracles this year and each one has been more fulfilling than we ever dreamed of. We decided to draw names this year and keep it to a $20.00 limit - that might seem small to some, but to us it's.... just right. There are many people in need this year and so we decided to tuck some Secret Santa's aside for some friends, and also to contribute to the Road Home in downtown Salt Lake City. When you see those without, it's easy to go without - so it's a year of a fun gift and tons of food and hours of love and laughter. I put out an email to my children because right after we draw names - I get the calls - Mom? What should I get so and so? The email simply stated each of our 5 wishes for a gift. I started the process and I titled the email, "Let's ride this Monkey". To which I received the following responses - each with a new rendition of "Riding the Monkey". Here are some fun ideas if you ever have to draw names with members of the psycho ward.
Ok - so now we know that people do in March not only in our famiy, but our extended family as well! I just wanted to send Birthday greetings to my daughter in law Bethany. Her birthday was yesterday but this way we celebrate for 48 hours instead of 24. She is the cute wife of my son Matt and mother to my grandson Andy. What a bonus round we got when Matt married his sweetheart. She keeps us safe from really bad things - but then again we have slightly corrupted her in a few ways. Bethany has just finished her Masters Degree - and is on her way to an amazing career. Her greatest love besides Matt is her son Andrew. We knew that she would be a wonderful mom - but wow - she's far beyond that. Andy is happy, healthy, funny and smart. He has Bethany's ears, heart, and smarts - and well the rest.... is Matt. Bethany is always centered on family and she was taught well to love by her parents. She excells in giving love to others and finding the good in all things. I am amazed at her ability to keep her health in check and never make it something to complain about. I have watched her prick her finger and I cringe - and yet she does it many times a day - with ease. I was told once that she would be able to be a mother because she had done all the things necessary to make that happen - even though her health would say differently. I am grateful that she would put herself on the line to bring such an amazing child into the world. Today, she's headed off to Vegas with her family to see the Beatles show and have a little celebration there. But last night - yum - we had sugar free, banana creme pie - with many, many candles. Have a wonderful time in Vegas - pull some slots before you visit the temple! We all love you and admire all that you have accomplished in your life. Here's to many more years of joy. Love, Mom
OMGosh! Mandy is now legal! We all believe she's more 'lethal' than 'legal'! Found this picture of your mom and dad and your first birthday cake - we haven't changed much. It was fun to have Mandy - she was the 'what ever we have is perfect' baby - we already had a boy and a girl and we were working on spare children at that point. (You know dang well you were planned you dork!) Del only wanted 2 kids - I wanted 4, so we compromised and we first had the two and then we had the four. Mandy was my 'natural birth' child - and the reason I pee when I sneeze now. I barely made it to the elevator, let alone to the delivery room - I didn't know I could scream obsenities that loud! They did'nt have time to give me any drugs, but they said I could have them later on when she was a teenager - hum, I should have called them back! I remember this beautiful, perfect baby being put into my arms (they told me I could stop screaming then). She was absolutely the most petite little angel I've ever seen. She was wide awake when Del held her and she just looked at him with her big blue eyes and her fuzzy blond hair and Del said, "Who's kid is this?" (coming from my black haired, brown eyed husband) She has her Grandma Molly's nose and her mom's heart from the start. Mandy is my artistic child - creativity and ability to perform and draw and sing and ...... well ok - Linda Fenton kicked you out of ballet but 4 out of five isn't bad. Our family loves teasing her the very most because she is the funniest person you'll ever meet. We survive on Mandy's funny lines, and adventures, and outlook on life. She excells in spreading joy and service. I'll call and try to talk to her and she'll be off helping someone in her ward, no big deal, just helping out. But it's always a big deal to those she serves. Her talents have taken her to performing as a featured Soloist for the Utah Symphony - it was an amazing moment as a parent to see her walk out there and wow them. I laughed myself silly because she said that the 'conductor' had a prosethic butt - or at least she'd been told he had..... and we all spent most of her performance trying to look at it! It is a known fact that her husband Ryan is a patient, kind, and loving sweetheart - he would have to be. We actually warned him about her before he married her that his sides would always ache from laughing. He still married her - and we're glad they are together. Today Mandy - know that you are always in my heart - I carry your heart - I carry it in mine - as the quote goes. Celebrate the fact that you are loved, and cherished by many, many people. I can't wait to meet your kids - I know they are in heaven right now fighting to see who gets to come first. Let's hope it's a little tiny blue eyed blond, runner (with a saxophone in her hand). Happy Birthday Sweetheart. (Don't forget that the Pole Dancing course at BYU is filling up fast so hurry and get registered!) Love, your freaking fan, MOM /Bobby)
Ryan tried really hard to be born early. I'm not sure if it was because I was still playing volleyball at 8 months pregnant or not but he was excited to come. The doctors told me he was a girl most of my pregnancy - you know - back in the time when ultrasounds were NOT. (Remember I crossed the plains with the pioneers and current bushes were not available for electronic gadgets). He decided to stay all warm an cozy inside of me for another 2 weeks making it another short term pregnancy for me (after walking the floor with Marti Tueller and Kathy Hagen and their babies due at the same time) (Later we would have Ryan, Mary, and Darron all within a month). When Ryan came into the world and the doctors looked at me from behind those draped bent knees and said, "Well for heavens sake, it's a boy!" I literally jumped up onto the bed and danced the dance of the "Na Na Na Na Na Na" song! (Not a pretty sight) I wanted a boy so bad - with Matt, Ashley and Mandy at home - a boy fulfilled my dreams. Ryan was born a very sweet spirit - his temperament was quiet and calm. He developed many personal traits over the years that I have never seen equal to in another human being and I know that he is a gift to this world. I look at him now - towering at 6'2" and I know that he is a giant of a man inside as well as outside. Whatever has been brutally thrown his way he has taken with dignity and understanding and reset his goals for higher ground. (and you freakin' know who you are) (ok - I feel better now) (and the whole family applauds) (loudly). So this year will be the last we can break birthday cake together - it will be a pineapple upside down cake with plenty of cherries at the bottom. Today I will look at you longer and make a moment to keep in my memory that will need to suffice over the next two years. But you know Ryan, that you can only deepen love over time, and so after 19 years of loving you as my son - I know that you will have an ample supply to take with you to Mexico. 19 is a very young age to be going out into the world - but you have all the goods to succeed. Happy Birthday son - and I know I echo that from all of our family, extended family, and your friends on this day. Love, Mommason
So 49 candles this year - was spent in Disneyland (pictures to come). Good times! My kids presented me with a cake in our Hotel room they had brought all the way from home (thank you Bethany!) and this AMAZING list of things that made me cry 1,000 times 49 tears. Long list - worth sharing - MANY inside joke here - but never the less - here's why life is sweet for me as the payoffs begin after years of parenting and loving my children and now their spouses.












Ok - so if you are just not doing anything for 3 hours - you must see this movie 'Australia' . It's amazing and it should win every single award. I had several scenes that I had to look through my fingers because I didn't want to see what might happen. So beautifully done - and Hugh Jackman? Holy Yum. Nicole Kidman is so stunning (I love anything she's in) - and I feel instantly in love with the little boy (yikes those eyelashes!). Based on a true story - it was a real eye 0pener for me and I appreciated the political realism in this movie, a rare find. (Do you think that the old drunk Aussie is Clancy from 'The Man from Snowy River?) TREAT yourself to this movie - what an amazing afternoon at the movies. (Not too bad - Ashley only had to kick 2 old ladies and an old man out of our seats, they thought we were rude to make them move - 2 words - Reserved Seating) Popcorn, Junior Mints and a Coke ... and there you go!
Ok - so it's been a couple of years since my (handsome, sweet, intelligent) husband has put the Christmas lights up for me. So I laid the guilt trip on him and said that this would be Ryan's last Christmas home for 2 years and he wanted to have the Christmas lights up this year. He was really nice about it and proceeded to put up the lights. Upon arrival home in the dark I see the 1 inch little teeny tiny itsy bitsy lights strung up around the house and standing next to them proudly flipping the switch to ON to show me his great job was my (handsome, sweet, intelligent) husband! Next to him - was the $100.00 box of beautiful icicle lights I've waited several years to see put up again - still in the box. Gotta love him - won't tell him - love my lights! Please feel free to drive by and enjoy them - if you can see them.....and there you go!
Ok - so you gathered from yesterday's 30 in 30 blog that I was a bit touchy. It continues. Today I went to my workout class (my 4th one this week with a spin class on the docket for tomorrow morning after my graveyard shift!). My teacher has decided to go vegetarian veganishism of sorts. She looks amazing, I'll give her that, but could you please try to pull all of the guilt she shoved down my throat out of my throat so I can enjoy Thanksgiving dinner? We are told about a dozen times in the week before Thanksgiving that the average person eats about 3000 calories in just dinner on the day of the feasting - AND - that we should all not miss any of our workouts during the holidays. OK Sister, first of all I have now and always will consider myself 'under average' (btw - the average WOMAN will eat 1500 calories), AND why don't you try telling the person that is NOT in the class to not miss a class! EH? (I personally think she needs to be tied down and we can force a Big Mac down HER throat!) As I looked around the room I see people there that never miss any classes and they are absolutely going to eat something because they'll need something to throw up later on! So my Thanksgiving wish for all of you is, "May your workout pants be baggy - your turkey legs large - your pie be creamy and loaded with dairy products - your second helping of mashed potatoes with greasy gravy be plentiful - may there be never ending servings of pie as you watch the football games, fall asleep from the turkey, and drool as we take your picture - and your workouts be short and taught by a large carnivorous mute. Eat, drink and be merry - for the day after that you'll probably die on Black Friday as you are smashed into some door frame..... wait - that was yesterday's blog..... and there you go!
I need to say one thing about BLACK FRIDAY - it is a pain in the ads for me. I've worked retail going on 8 years now and I have come to despise the day after Thanksgiving. I know, I know, I know you are all excited about getting in on the big sale and shopping until you drop, but might I comment on my week to prepare for you to run through those doors.... with my top 10 reasons why I leave 1/2 hour before those doors open.
While some people were knocking each other around a silly football field - some other athletes were running their hearts out at the NCAA Cross Country Nationals. BYU came in 9th in the nation with Kyle Perry taking top honors for the team. Just so happens that another person scoring his personal best and adding points to the team was my son in law Ryan. Their team motto this year was "Juntos" which means together - and they are an amazing group of incredible athletes. It was fun for Mandy because the wives were able to travel with the team to cheer their husbands on at nationals. She thoroughly enjoyed the coaches wife and found her to be so much fun. It was wonderful for Mandy to see her husband put to the test that which he trains relentlessly for every single day.
There is only one Elaine in my life - she's my BCFF (best corrupted friend forever) and my lifeline for sanity. Today she was so concerned about me that she sent some home remedies to help me along my way. Perhaps some of these will work for you?
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So are you just about as sick of this logo as possible? Nope - me neither - and so at midnight tonight the screaming girls will start their shrilling and their boyfriends will go - eeewwww - and their parents will wonder why they are not at school tomorrow because they watched the midnight show and . . . . wait a minute - this reminds me of my FAVORITE movie - The Rocky Horror Picture Show - toast anyone? Anyone watch it at the Blue Mouse in downtown Salt Lake City? (Were did I put my squirtgun...) Rock on! Back to Twilight - yep, going tomorrow - not sure if I want the magical waiting period to end - WHAT AM I SAYING? I hope that it just kicks butt on any movie that's been out ever - that's what I hope for Stephanie Meyer - Small Town Girl Takes a BITE out of Harry Potter's World - new headline for the paper eh? Anyway - for those that are going - have a riot! (But PLEEAAAZZZZEEE keep the silly screaming down to a minimum!) What will be look forward to, widgit, and countdown now????
"Let's do the Time Warp AGAIN" .... and there you go.
Today I kinda had the blues. I watch the number diminish for the days I have left with my handsome son before I turn him over to serve the Lord, work has been consuming my time, Del is on a long, long business trip in a far away land, and I found the walls of my house closing in. I took a walk and tried to breath in this beautiful November day and that kinda helped. Upon arriving at home I started to visit with my sweet neighbor Sandy over the fence. We've lived next to each other for almost 20 years now - and my love for her never dims. We've raised kids together, laughed and cried together, shared many a fence talk, and it just so happened that she was kinda blue too today. We talked and soothed each others hearts and the day just smoothed over. Here's to all of the neighbors that make our days better. We find safety in their nurturing love, they know of our human sides, we trust them with our sweet babies, we pick each other up on blue Tuesdays, and we do not doubt that they are heaven sent. We visited for about a 45 minutes or so - and then I gasped because I had left spaghetti boiling on the stove.....and there you go.
What the heck! My basement is a storage unit! I thought I would be able to use my basement other than storage for my children's memories but nnnnnoooooo! I've been down there for 3 days now and all I do is move it from one side of the room to the other. Matt was looking for something he needed and he said he thought it was in the basement - I thought - well, good luck with that one! I thought that when they moved away to their own places they TOOK those things with them - but nnnnooooooo! Just about then I am reminded that my mom keeps asking when I'm going to come and get my stuff from her basement..... and there you go.
Oh - please feel free to post YOUR favorite one - you never know - it might be on the back of MY car soon! ......and there you go.
Loved that when I walked into Roberts Craft today that there were 2 Christmas trees trimmed to the max. One was a red U of U tree - small - set in the draft of the opening door - noticed it looked cold. But standing regal and beautiful and on the 'straight and narrow path' in front of me was a gorgeous BYU Blue tree! With the pending game just a week away, the gloves are off - now of course I mean the winter gloves because it's kind of warmer today - and besides - what do I care - I'm a Utah State Aggie - well, until they kicked me out years ago because I spent more time skiing on the mountain that attending class. Ashley said, "Look - it says that Santa is a Ute because he's dressed in red?" Then she added, "But everyone knows his underwear is blue!" I still love my Ute fanz though - one year I even stole Elaine's new red flag and called to tell her that it looked like hers was missing and that I had just picked up a new one just that morning if she wanted to replace it! Joosten Utes - love you guys too- but man there's just TOO much RED on that blog!! (: Let the games begin.... and there you go.
Quick blog post today - I was driving down the road and watched a car swerving back and forth and slowing down and speeding up. I also noticed that their hazard lights were blinking. Thinking to myself - hummm - are they having a heart attack and need to go to the hospital? Are they trying to pick up a lost French fry on the floor? I decided to pass them to check into the window. No need to worry - just a freaking person texting on their phone as they drive. (They didn't even notice me honking and waving and trying to get their attention so I could actually flip them off!) The Lord created smart people, to create hazard lights, for stupid people.... and there you go.
Not only is Mandy a master performer - she has a strong background in art (love the flying eggs eh?) ....and there you go.