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Davey Jones Gets Sick on Fast Roller coaster while carefully removing tail feathers from wild turkey…

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After finally making it past the agricultural station, waving our bag of grapes at the fruit police, and saying “we waited that long for her to say she didn’t want our stinking grapes,” we made it to my parents house.  My dad drove back with us from St. George and took on his two grandsons, Reed and Douglas while we were left with the very polite and not too whiney Isaac.  When we divided and, in my mind, conquered the car occupants, we didn’t bother reminding my dad that the twins can riddle the unsuspecting and unprepared adult mind with questions that, once answered, will leave the listener unconscious or leaking brain fluids.  It’s a good thing my dad has bad hearing, or at least claims he does, or we might have not known or recognized him upon our arrival.You will not see any pictures of moi as I am currently shy of cameras, the gym, and a healthy diet…sorry, but I have ultimate power since this is MY blog, ah-ha-ha-haaa….View Full Album Day 1:  Riley’s Apple Farm  Up the canyon …

Stopping by to say “hi dad!”

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(back) Linda, Gary, Nancy (front) Grandma H., Grandpa H. and MaryWe spent Father’s Day in St. George en route to our vacation in So. California and got to visit with my grandparents on both sides and some aunts and uncles.  We were treated to a delicious dinner prepared by those wonderful aunts before we drove off into the sunset and it was a hundred times better than the Burger King meal we were expecting/dreading on our drive.We gave Chris a Star Trek glass with Capt. Kirk on it and a “Utah” In-n-out shirt, which when seen by a Californian on our trip nearly made him cross his chest as if warding of some unexpected evil.  Yes, how sacrilegious of them to go outside of California or Nevada.  Well, we’re grateful no matter how great the sin.  We managed to get in a swim in Grandpa and Grandma P.’s pool which was a great wiggle remover after 5 hours in the car.

Good Night Gorilla, Goose, Gazelle, Gecko, Golfer, Goat, Gila Monster…

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Mama’s Losin’ It Challenge  5.) Create a Help Wanted Ad.Parent or Zoo KeeperWanted:  One hard working adult.  Must be willing to remove items of an unpleasant nature.  Must be able to brush hair, oil skin, delouse, and part manes without angering recipient of treatments.  Must be able to coo, tweet, growl, wail, burble, snort, pant, purr, and hee-haw in tune and with the correct inflection and appropriate exuberance.  Final candidates will be required to display skills during interview and will do so at their own risk.  No hands, feet, or other body parts will be replaced or mended if things don’t go as anticipated as one must be prepared and understand the occupational hazards of this job.  This is an on-call position and may require working late into the night.  Must be able to sooth touchy tigers, brighten bedraggled bats, arouse a lethargic lion or placate a paranoid parrot.  You will find the job challenging at times but will most likely find fulfillment and a sense of well being…

“Enter Three Witches”

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Lady MacbethAnother “Mama’s losin’ it” challenge:1.) Grab your current read. Let the book fall open to a random page and share two “teaser” sentences from that page, somewhere between lines 7 and 12.“He was sick with shame.  How many stupid things could he do all in a row?  He couldn’t ride a horse, couldn’t pull a sword, couldn’t kill a man, couldn’t tell the truth, couldn’t turn down a reward falsely given, and couldn’t even say a kind word to a desperate girl but had to laugh at Lady Mary and make things worse.  And then to charge into a barn and find that he’d tried to knife an owl!  And Prince Malcom had seen and had to save that poor woman, Ildred.”  (p. 93 Enter Three Witches) O.k., that was a little more than two sentences.  I just finished Enter Three Witches by Caroline B. Cooney and found it very entertaining and clever in its retelling, or new perspective, of the play and tale of Macbeth.  “Out, damned spot!”  It’s definitely more than a tale of difficult laundry!

A Homerun for The Guy!

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Spiderman, The Guy, Venom, and Yuke (Luke) all went to church on Sunday.  Today, the Power Ranger came to the baseball game.  I mingle with all sorts thanks to Isaac’s introductions.  If there are any of you singles out there who need to be set up with a superhero, Isaac is your man. You may however end up with the generic/pirated or made in China versions that came out not quite right.  For example, he is acquaintances with Buzz Yightyear, Yuke Skywalker, and 006 (“one away from the big time”-Pink Panther).  I’m not quite sure who “The Guy” really is, but every time I try to give him a good Christian name I am rebuffed by Isaac.  “The Guy” is bald, bearded, wears camouflage and is often seen fully clothed with Yuke in the bathtub, weird. Today, as I said, we took the Blue Power Ranger to the game.  He proved to be a very loyal companion of Isaac’s as we watched the game.  Coach pitch isn’t supposed to be as stimulating as the real game (the one with rules and no back-up tee for thos…

Caffeine, Cocoa, and a Collection…

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2.)Name your current addiction...we can get through this together.I don’t think all addictions are necessarily bad, and of which I happen to have a few. Two ought to be quit but the third one only needs a little management.  Is there such a thing as managing your addictions?  Maybe that’s what they call denial.  Anyway…First, Diet Coke.  If it were at all possible, I’d have an IV drip of the stuff hooked up to my arm all day long.  I’d even have the doctor squeeze a lemon wedge into the bag to improve the flavor, not that my veins would register it, but still.  I won’t confess to how much of the stuff I drink but I can say, it’s a good thing I’m on an ulcer controlling medication.Second, Chocolate.  Who doesn’t share this addiction?  It comforts, relieves, brightens, and offers a temporary high.  But, like most dependant drugs, the crash inevitably comes and so does the bad mood of the cocoa-holically (new word) deprived woman.  Grrrr….Third,  Reading and Re-reading.  This is the one …

Aged…

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I aged.  Unlike wine, my age has not sweetened me up but, like cheese, I’ve gotten stinkier, but all the better for it. Reed:  Hey mom!  Were you born in the 19’s?Mom:  You mean the 1900’s?  Yes, in 1976.Reed:(exeunt left down hall, with great volume and surprise) Wow!  Hey Douglas, mommy was born in 1976!Thank you Mr. 21st century for making feel like I was born under a fallen tree trunk during the Civil War.Because of my depreciation, they took pity on their wreck of a mom and bolstered her up with chocolate.  I’ve almost forgotten their comments, almost.  I ended up making my own cake and frosted it PINK, a color not often displayed in this house.  There was a cup of leftover icing that Isaac decided would go well with Hot Tamales, the ones he got for me (happens to be his favorite candy).  Chris got me a $25 gift certificate from Amazon, apparently I’m a hard one to shop for.  I don’t think I’m hard to shop for, I just happen to like things that aren’t in our budget.  All in all, …

Han and Leia on a Cheap Date

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In an attempt, and a successful one at that, to be frugal, we went to our local library on Saturday and saw Star Wars:  A New Hope (IV).  They passed out Tootsie Pops as snacks, of which Isaac ate at least 4.  It was really fun seeing this Star Wars on a bigger screen and with surround sound but I never realized until that showing how whiny Luke really was.  After his uncle tells him to clean up the droids, or something like it, Luke complains:“But I was going into Tosche Station to pick up some power converters!”It was said in the nasal high pitch of a teenage boy but I guess it could also be comparable to the reaction I’d get after asking my boys to clean their rooms:“But I was going outside to pick up some rocks for my flying saucer converters!”or“But I was going into my room to pick up Yuke Skywalker and Buzz Yightyear!” (Isaac is still struggling with his “L”s) Who knows, I may have three Jedi’s on my hands in few whiny years.  I’d better pull down the light sabers and let them …

Lift me like that!

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“Velcro. Next to the Walkman and Tab it is the coolest invention of the 20th century!”(Girls Just want to have Fun)Let me substitute “Velcro” with “Christi” in this quote.  My most rockin’-est friend from my early days of high school and banana clips to my now totally chic friend of the 21st century, just sent me the movie Girls Just Want to Have Fun in the mail.  I quickly opened it, squealed with glee, waited for my husband to take the boys to baseball, and then danced into my room and put it on!  I’ve still got the music in my head and I also have this incredible desire to wear pink, glitter, and a ton of aerosol hairspray.  My husband Chris walked in near the end and watched the dance off with me.  He saw a move where Jeff lifts Janey in the air and her whole body is pointed upward and then says, “that’s what that girl wanted me to do with her!”  Apparently, back in Chris’ high school years, there was a girl at a dance that wanted Chris to lift her like that and just tonight he go…

45 Word Obituary

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Another “mama’s losin’ it challenge”.  I chose #5, which was to write my own obituary in 45 words or less.Obituary in 45 words.She passed a few things before her death.None of which were stones or bad breath.She disliked some, liked more, and loved a great manyAnd hoped that some day she'd earn more 'n a penny. Tall, strange, and sweet, she'll certainly make great peat.