Memorial Weekend 2012

We had such a fun weekend!  It started Friday night.  Sam and Teresa drove down from BYU Idaho to spend the weekend.  They came over to our house with my mom and Lauren and we had dinner and watched the first 2 Men In Black movies.

The next day (after I went garage sale hopping with my neighbor that morning and Steve and the kids cleaned out the garage-bless them) we all went to see Men In Black 3 in 3D.  After that we went to my moms house to eat and play games.  

The kids played on the wii.

 We all sat outside on the deck trying to enjoy it but we were freezing cold

We played a huge game of Skipbo and Addy acted as photographer. 

While we were playing Skipbo, Teresa was showing us the shirt she was wearing that she tie dyed.  We started talking about how much fun it would be to tie dye shirts and all wear them on Memorial Day.  So we printed off a coupon for each person and went to Hobby Lobby to buy a tie dye kit and shirts.  I feel bad for all the people in line behind us, because I sent each one of my kids (even Addy) through the check out with their own 40% off coupon to buy their shirt.  Steve didn't go with us and I called him and tried to talk him into letting me buy him a shirt, but he said no and I knew he wouldn't wear it, so I didn't get him one.  A decision I regretted on Monday when we were all wearing our shirts.  Teresa said, "You never listen to him any other time, why did you listen to him this time?"  So true.  I will remember that next time!

On Sunday we all went to church.  After church, I don't know what everyone else did, but I took a luscious two hour nap.  After that everyone came over to our house and we made our shirts.  Then we played around the yard a little and then had breakfast for dinner.

 There was a beautiful double rainbow in the sky

The next day was Memorial Day.  We all met that morning at the cemetery 

where my dad is buried for a Memorial Service.

 

After we left the cemetery, we went to my mom's house where she had a fantastic bbq brisket lunch awaiting us.  It was beautiful outside so the deck was much more enjoyable that it was two days before.

After lunch we decided to go shooting.  So we all loaded into two different vehicles and headed over to our house to load up the guns.  The people in my mom's van turned down a side street right outside of our neighborhood to wait for us to get the guns and then meet them.  Right across the street from where they parked, they saw a trampoline sitting in front of someones house with a "FREE" sign on it.  So they called Steve to see if we wanted it.  He said no.  A while later my mom called my phone and said, "Are you sure you don't want this free trampoline?"  And I was like, "What free trampoline are you talking about?"  Well, needless to say, that trampoline is now in our backyard.  I do have mixed emotions about this because we had a trampoline at our old house but I sold it because my kids and all the neighborhood kids made me so nervous on it.  But I figured it was free and if I decide we made a bad decision, we can always stick it in our front yard with a "FREE" sign on it.

After the whole trampoline situation was taken care of,

 we headed out to the west desert to get our red neck on.

 Addy made it her mission to collect as many spent shot gun shells 

as she could and place them in the door of Steves truck.

Red Neck Grandma

After we shot the place up, we headed back to my moms house for leftovers for dinner.  Then Sam and Teresa left for their journey back to Idaho and we left to put kids to bed and I took Zac and Em on a nightmarish journey for new shoes for Zac since the whole bottom of his was flapping free in the wind and a new swimsuit for Em who had a 6th Grade Swimming Field Trip the next morning.  The shoe part, not so nightmarish.  The swimsuit part.  Sigh...let's just not even go there.  I will just give you this advice: If you are in the market for a somewhat modest one piece swimsuit that isn't as thin as a piece of paper, for a girl who is right in between little girl and women swimsuits, don't put off shopping for it until 9:00 at night when she needs it by 9:00 the next morning.  Also make sure she isn't absolutely exhausted from a long weekend before you subject her to such trauma as swimsuit shopping.

Everything You Knead To Know About Dough

My brother Sam and his wife Teresa, who is with child, came down from Idaho to spend Memorial Day Weekend with us.  We had them and my mom and Lauren over for dinner tonight and a MIB marathon.  We watched the first two Men In Black movies tonight because we are going to see the third one tomorrow.      I don't think I have ever seen the second one.  I don't know why I watched it tonight.  It was one of the worst movies I have ever seen.  I got up and went to the other room to clean for the last 15 minutes of the movie because I could stand it no more.  When it was over everyone was getting ready to leave me and Steve was exhausted and couldn't stay awake.  I tried to get people to not leave because I still had an hour before I had to go pick Emily up from a late over at her friends house.  I asked them what I was going to do to stay awake if they left me and Teresa said I should blog because I haven't in a long time.  This is true.  So here I am.

On Wednesday, two days ago, we had a little neighborhood baking day.  Tish and Trish and my sister Lauren and I all went over to April and Veronica's house and Trish gave us all a lesson on making bread and cinnamon rolls.  We made them from scratch and even ground our own wheat!  Did you hear me?  We ground our own wheat!

(Please note my new haircut.  I woke up that day and thought I might literally go insane if I had to go one more minute with my hair the way it was.  So I picked up the scissors and started hacking away at it.)

 Trish, the expert, showing us how to roll the cinnamon rolls

 April

 Lauren

 Me.  We had to take these pictures just to show that Trish didn't do all the work.  

She did most of the work, but we did help.  A little.

 We ended up with four gorgeous pans like this.  

And four beautiful loaves of bread.  We each took our bread home to cook in our own oven so our house could smell yummy.  It all turned out fabulously delicious.  My kids were so excited to come home from school to these cinnamon rolls.  Thanks again Tricia for sharing your expertise with us!

Utah Daughter vs Texas Mother

Emily: Mom, are we in Lay'uhn?
Me: No.  We are in Layton.
Emily: Yeah, Lay'uhn.
Me: Layton.
Emily: Lay'uhn
Me: LAYTON!
Emily: LAY'UHN!
Me: LAYTON!  TON!  TON!  TON!!!!  There is a T in that word!
Emily: Yep.  We're in Lay'uhn.

It's A Hard Knock Life

Just annoying the heck outta my family as I boisterously sing along to Annie. There are just some things I simply cannot help, and singing along boisterously to Annie is one of those things. I do a mean Miss Hannigan impression, if I do say so myself. In fact just the other day I was getting mad at my kids for not doing their chores and Addy (who I wanted to name Annie but I was outvoted)(FYI I didn't want to name her Annie after the movie, but after my Great Grandmother) anyhoo, Addy said, "MOM!  You sound just like Miss Hannigan!" Youtube won't let me embed this video so click here to get your Annie on.

Our Kentucky Derby

Last Saturday, May 6th, we were able to go to our friends the Heberling's house for their annual Kentucky Derby Party.  We had such a good time.  Selina  made authentic Kentucky Hot Brown Sandwiches and virgin mint juleps.  We all chose our horses for the race.  Zac was the only one to choose the horse "I'll Have Another" and he won!

Never too old to sit on their mommas laps

Checking out the ducks in the new duck pond

We had a shooting match.  Everyone was randomly paired up.  

Zac and Em were the first to try and hit their targets.

I don't have a picture of it but Steve and I were randomly chosen as shooting partners.

Aubrey and Chiler were paired up

 And Addy and Tricia

 And the winner is....TRICIA!!!  

She won 10 bucks with her mad skills and her Mother's Day present (her gun).

The kids played on the zipline. 

 Going down it the regular way wasn't exciting enough I guess so the went upside down.

Addy preferred the swing on the zipline.

That is until it had a rather unfortunate meeting with her forehead.

She came over to me crying with an all too familiar sight of blood running down her face.  Tricia was quick to spring into action and get a butterfly bandage and she showed us how to get it on just right.  You can tell  she is the mother of a house full of boys.  Then, because Addy was so brave, Tricia gave her the $10 she won in the shooting contest.  Addy was so happy to add that whopping amount to her little stash she is saving.  After she was all fixed up Addy was talking to Lance and she started her sentence off by saying, "Every time I go to the hospital..." which caused great laughter from everyone.  Oh that poor girl!  Later that day, Emily did say that the next time she gets hurt she wants Tricia to be around.  I thought, me too!  She knew just what to do and kept us all calm.  Emily's line of thinking wasn't the same as mine however.  She wants Tricia around for the cold hard cash.

Thank you Mike and Selina for a fun day!

Monday Morning Musings - Droid. Droid. Droid. Droid.

Man.  I am SO behind in the post department again.  Life is so busy at this moment.  Good busy, but busy nonetheless.



So about a month or so ago Sugar Daddy surprised me with a trip to the phone store to replace my phone that I dropped one too many times.  And that's how it's done ladies.  Drop the phone repeatedly until it is on its last leg, then get a trip to the phone store and talk him into upgrading you to a smart phone.  Really, I never felt like I NEEDED a smart phone, but I don't think I could do without it now.  I love it.  Except the ringtone.  It's a little annoying.  It is a Droid Bionic phone and it only came with Droid ringtones.  So when my phone rings it just says, "Droid.  Droid.  Droid.  Droid."  I haven't had a chance to have Zac mess with it and find me a new ringtone.  Like I said, life's been busy.

One thing I LOVE about my new phone is my ability to speak texts.  I can just say what I want the phone to type, and it types it.  It saves me a lot of finger work and I can send texts while I am making dinner or folding laundry without missing a beat.  Sometimes it doesn't understand some of the words I say.  And apparently I have a pretty perverted phone.  Like majorly perverted.  If it misunderstands me, it doesn't just misunderstand a little.  Whoo!  I have caught some pretty nasty texts that I have almost sent to people.  And Addy has learned how to speak a text to it.  So before I had to worry about her sending texts to people that said "I love you", thinking that was inappropriate.  Now I have to worry about her sending way worse texts than that.  I caught her the other day when she was voice composing a text to my mom and about had a heart attack.  Glad I caught that one before it was sent.

A few weeks ago Emily had to go get her shots to register for Jr. High.  Oh that poor girl.  You would have thought they shot her in the arm with a gun rather than a needle.  And for about a week after she was still crying that it hurt.  Constantly.  That was a fun week.  I had to keep reminding her that she wasn't the first person in the world ever to get a shot in her arm.

Addy is collecting money to buy herself an ipad.  She is "almost" there as she has managed to collect over $14.  How does a 5 year old go about collecting over $14?  Well, every time my mom comes over she goes out to her van and begs for all her spare change.  In the last two weeks she has made me a million Mother's Day pictures.  She gives them to me and when I tell her how much I love it she says, "Well, if you want to keep it you have to pay me a dollar for it".  I tell her I don't have a dollar to give her and she says, "OK, you don't have to give me a dollar, you can give me two dollars".  I tell her I don't have two dollars.  Then she gives me one of her dollars that she has and says, "Here, put one of your dollars with mine and pay me two dollars."  Just so you know, I never pay her for her art work and she always lets me keep it anyway.  The bulk of her "earnings" came on Saturday when she received $10 for her injuries.  I will get to that story in another post.  Just beware around Addy.  She is pretty determined to buy herself an ipad, and I kinda think she just might make it.

Zac now has what I call a Bionic Mouth.  We went to the orthodontist on Friday and they put a device in that will move his jaw forward.  It really does makes him look a bit bionicish.

So apparently I am the worst mom ever because I wouldn't let my two oldest kids go see the midnight premiere of Avengers.  ON A SCHOOL NIGHT.  They kept telling me all their friends were going and they kept begging me to let them.  I kept telling them that there was no way ALL of their friends were going to see it that night and I told them that they could go see it as soon as school got out the next day.  Well, it would seem that ALL of their friends did go see it on Thursday night.  Oh well, they were able to go with a few friends, and Steve, who was much happier to accompany them at 3 in the afternoon instead of midnight.

Every time I do laundry I am reminded of the difference between boys and girls.  I don't even think my girls realize that their jeans have pockets.  Zac on the other hand could survive for at least 72 hours in the wilderness just on all the stuff he collects in his pockets on a daily basis.  And it doesn't matter how many times I tell him to empty out his pockets before he takes his jeans off.  So I have to check every pocket in his jeans before I wash them.  He always has some pretty interesting stuff in there. 

Aubrey has been about to lose a tooth for nigh over a week now.  That child.  I want so much to get my hands in there and twist and yank that sucker out.  But she won't let me.  Instead she whimpers around the house saying she can't eat anything but ice cream because the cold is the only thing that feels good on her teeth.  That lasts until we have something really good that she wants to eat again and the pain is magically gone until she is finished eating.  I would try to yank it out in her sleep, but I tried that last time she had a week long loose tooth and I almost lost my whole hand.  She chomped down in her sleep and I could not get her to let go for anything.  I sure hope it comes out today...

  

To Me, Zac Efron Will Always Be A Boy With A Basketball Trying To Get His Head In The Game

Last Wednesday, April 25th,  was my dear friend April's Birthday.  Lori and I (the 2 responsible ones in this gang) had way too much going on that night to take her out.  So instead we took her out for froyo that afternoon.  We picked April up and then picked Gimpy up (Allison is still in a cast and on crutches-when she isn't on her awesome scooter-from our little skate night incident) and made our way to our local Frozen Yogurt joint.  It wouldn't be a true gang meeting if  the police weren't involved, so we made a quick call (using speed dial of course) to dispatch to alert them to the scary homeless looking man walking through the hood.  After we got our cop fix, we were on our way.

April kept trying to talk Lori and I into going to a movie with her and Al.  At one point she challenged me to an arm wrestling match.  The conversation went like this. *(at least this is how I remember it)

April: Yo.  We arm wrestle.  You win, you don't have to go to the movie.  I win, you have to go.

Me: Yeah, I'm not gonna arm wrestle you.  After that time you took me down in Relief Society and I found out how freakishly strong your skinny little self is.

Allison: Oh yes!  Your fight in Relief Society!

Lori: What?!?  You were fighting in Relief Society???  Why?

April: I wanted to show everyone who the real leader of this gang is.

Allison: You were flexing your Alpha muscles.

Me: I'm still not arm wrestling you.  And I'm not going to the movie.

April and Allison: But Zac Efron...blah blah blah...he's so hot...blah blah blah...(and many other things women of their age should not be saying about an eternal high school student)

Somehow they were able to convince Lori and I into ditching our responsibilities for the evening.  The two of them went to dinner, the two of us went home to attend to things so we could leave later for the movie. At some point in the evening, I texted them and told them I was changing into my pajamas and taking out my contacts and I hoped they didn't mind being seen in public with me like that.  So here I am all nasty and dressed in pajamas and Lori comes to pick me up.  Now, I was just with this woman a few hours before and I saw how she was dressed.  When she picked me up she had not only tied this cute scarf around her neck, but she had also changed into heels.  I can't say for sure or not, but she might have added the earrings as well.  Oh well, she was cuter in the movie, but I was much more comfortable.

OK, I still don't even know what this movie was called, but it sucked.   Big time.  We sat down in the theater and the movie started and Allison leaned over and asked me if I had read the book.  I knew nothing about this movie and asked her what book.  She said it was made from a Nicholas Sparks book.  SAY WHAT???  (insert the sound of a needle scratching across a record and then everything goes silent)  I could not believe they had talked me into going to see, of all things, a Nicholas Sparks movie.  Gag. me. with. a. spoon.  Please.   Anyhoo.  It was awful.  Bad acting.  Overly predictable plot.  (I mean no offence to any N.S. fans who might be reading this, so please don't take any.  It's just not my cup of tea.  And I don't even drink tea!)  I am sure we annoyed the heck out of all the other people in the theater.  In fact, I hope they all asked for their money back.  Not because the movie sucked, but because we were so loud and annoying while we were making fun of it.  I just have to say, I am a good friend.  Two nights before this I went belly dancing with a friend for her birthday, and then I sat through this whole movie with another friend for her birthday.

After the movie was over we were in the parking lot talking and I of course wanted to take a picture because that is just what I do.  We took a couple and they turned out bad so I took one more and we were looking at it and I thought it was a good picture.  But April grabbed the camera out of my hands and said she was going to delete the picture because she looked bad in it.  So then a wrestling match ensued in the dark parking lot in the middle of the night between 4 middle aged women, one of whom was in a cast and on crutches.  I was yelling at April to give me the camera back before she breaks it because it is brand new and because people break my cameras about every 6 months and my 6 months with that camera weren't up yet.  She was yelling that she wasn't going to give it back until she deleted the picture because she knew it would end up on facebook.  Lori was yelling saying that if it did end up on facebook, it wouldn't be the worst picture of her that ended up there.  And Allison was yelling that April was going to break her other ankle.  Finally we were able to take a picture that the queen birthday girl approved.  It was a fun night, and just like I was glad my friend Alicia talked me into going belly dancing with her, I was glad April talked me into seeing a Nicholas Sparks movie with her.  A gal couldn't ask for better friends.  (ahhh...that was almost just as sappy as a Sparks book)

PS: I AM the leader of P8!