Spring Break - Thursday...

Since I only get one day on Spring Break with the teenager, I had to make the best of it.

He had worked Mon-Wed, and Friday would spend the day out golfing, and having fun with his friends. So Thursday he was all mine...
We got a computer moved out of his room (because his parents are too strickt and wouldn't let him have internet back there)... so I bargained with him to move it into the kitchen/dining area for everyone to use and I would put internet on it. It was a win/win situation.
But getting wireless internet to remain stable, is proving much harder than I ever imagined.

And he helped get all the laundry caught up... doesn't he look thrilled. He really was a huge help.

And he moved a bunch of furniture for me.... and we are finishing up cleaning out his rat hole of a room, where I have been closing the door for way too long hoping he would get sick of living like that and clean it out. He can pick it up, but the things we found stashed and shoved down behind other things was scary!! I bet I was like that too at that age... a stasher.

I saw a clip on hoarders on Oprah the other day, I missed the entire show, but just what I saw made me want to clean house. yikes!

Our relief society is having a treats and trade night next week where you can bring things you don't need or use anymore and everyone can pick out what they want, and at the end of the night what doesn't have homes will go in the donation trailer. So I will have a big pile of stuff to donate for sure.

Thanks son for all your great help yesterday, you are my hero!!

Love,
Mom

Morgan and Taylor's trip to the Vet

Morgan and Taylor were soooo excited to go for a ride with me yesterday.

I had made them appointments together on this particular day, because my teenager was supposed to be home on spring break to make the trip and help me.

But he ended up working, and so instead of cancelling the appointment, I decided I could handle them both. There are lots of people who take 6-8 children at a timet to the doctor... certainly I was a good mom and could handle two dogs.

So we loaded up and everyone was full of puppy smiles!

Morgan is always really good, so I took her in 1st.

She had some issues with the assistant and the particular place she put the thermometer.

And when the lady tried to win her over after that with treats... Morgan just looked the other way. She was having nothing to do with her... not even for food.

Then doctor came in... he is one of her favorite people on the earth, but she was still a miffed about the thermometer insident... so she sat behind my legs on the floor.

Doctor sat down by her on the floor and loved her and reminded her how much she loved him, before he ever tried to give her an exam or any shots. He is so awesome!

So finally she warmed up to him, and after her exam and shots which she passed with flying colors... she walked over to the assistant and put her nose in her pocket where she put the treat earlier. She was so funny, she still didn't let her pet her head, but she decided she at least deserved the treat after all she went through.

So then doctor asks where Taylor was? And I was thinking, she was probably out in the car eating the steering wheel by this time... but I answered I would go get her, and warned him she was a little more energetic than Morgan.

So as I put Morgan in the car to wait and leashed Taylor up, she went flying out of the car and ran in all different directions at once choking from the chain, and pulling my arm out of the socket. We found our way across slick tile trying not to knock every display down in the waiting room, all the way back to the exam room.

I was so hopeful she would remember the "sit" command we had been practicing as she got up on the scale. She sat, but only for a nano second for the assistant to get "38 something... close enough"... darn I was hoping to impress. But she wanted to move on to bigger and better things. Maybe I would have better luck with the sit, on the slick aluminum table?

Doctor gasped just a little, then giggled, and we flung into the room... surely he would fall in love with Taylor and give her the same love he has always given Morgan, once he got to know her.

As she flailed around he lifted her up onto the table, and he tried to get a peak at her teeth.

I just knew after all the time I had spent taking pictures of her teeth falling out as a baby, she would be ready and willing for this... No way.

She wiggled and moved the entire time, he got the job done, but I felt the need to let him know we have her signed up for obedient training class, but they won't take her until she is 6 months old, so we have another month to go... and his comment was "she might go and get kicked out the 1st day"!

I don't know if he was kidding or not?

She is energetic, but she checked out okay, and he didn't prescribe any puppy downers or anything, so I will take that as a good sign.

When we arrived home, much of the energy level was way down. And Rudy was home guarding the house, it wasn't his turn to see the doctor, but he knows just how to play up the treats when we get home from the vet.

And Morgan has learned just how to look pitiful after she gets shots, so we will hug her and love her and shower her with treats all night too.

Taylor was just her happy go lucky self, but I am sure in time she will learn to play it up too!

Easter weekend...

I got so wrapped up in the Costco Gas Episode, I didn't get to tell about the rest of our Easter weekend.

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After we left Costco we saw huge crowds across the street at Sportsman Warehouse and the boys love to go walk around in there anyway, so we headed directly into the middle of the crowds to see what it was all about.

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I guessed it was the Easter Bunny...

The Teenager guessed the Easter Elk... ????

And My Man guessed the Easter Moose... ????

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It was strange that we even ventured over because My Strong Silent Mysterious Man doesn't like crowds at all, he avoids them like the plague. But I guess you only get a once in a lifetime look at the Easter Moose, so we parked and went inside with hundred thousand billion other Idahoans and their kids... did I mention there were 8 hundred thousand billion kids?

So we pass by the grill out front, and there were plenty of kids getting hot dogs... but it didn't really seem to be the draw.

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And we passed coolers filled with pop and a table full of bagged chips, and everyone and their kids had a pop and chips in their hand walking around... but it wasn't the draw either.

Then we came upon a line that wrapped all through the store and out the back door.... as we passed all these people in line, some of them had been waiting 2.5 hours... can you imagine!!!

Not even for an Easter Moose, hatching golden eggs would I wait that long!!!

CRAZY!!!

So we finally made our way to the back of the store, and literally stood on our tippy toes trying to see over people to get a glimpse...

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After moving and peaking and just short of pushing some kids down for almost 15 min, we finally got a very quick peak.

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It was a baby bear cub... and they were all waiting in line to get a .45936 mili-second picture with it before you were shuttled back out of line and clear out of the way.

It was super cute! But we had to really maneuver to get this shot... I never could get close enough to see it, but My Man got this shot from way far off... zoomed in all 10X.

Pretty cool... not the Easter Bear... but very cute! Too CRAZY that people were googling this much over him. But the store was making a killing!!!! And people were buying all kinds of other merchandise that day too. So good for them.... nothing wrong with the Sporting industry economy here.

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When we were leaving, we saw 3 sets of kennels outside... you know what that means!!!!

PUPPIES!!!!!!

And they were labs too... how could you resist that face?

But you would be proud of me... I did resist and left with a few puppy kisses and hugs, but not paws in tow! Yes, I know we have plenty of paws at home!!!

13 in this litter, I couldn't even find them all to count them... I love the way they pile up to sleep!

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It kind of explains why mine all want to sleep on my pillow at home if this is what life was like before they came to live with me.

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Then we had to go next door to the Golf place... since 1/3 of my household is currently addicted to the sport.

We had been looking all over for the coveted Nike hat with the Sasquatch logo on one side and the Hole in One logo on the other... cause that's what Tiger Woods plays his best in.

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He wanted the white one, but we talked him into navy to help keep Mom's sanity trying to keep it clean! And found out Tiger got a navy one to wear at the tournament on Sunday... so now we know it's a winner.

Then the boys had to go try out the new hat, and I stayed home trying to avoid thinking about the Easter candy hiding in the closet. Somehow chocolate cries louder from the closet than it does out in the open. But again... I resisted!!! Yeah me!!!

Easter Sunday we went to eat dinner with Aunt Fay and Uncle Gene.

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It turned into a big nap fest, before it was all over...

But we had a great visit with them... it was fun to be with family on the holiday.

And all the puppies at out house got special treats in their Easter baskets too... and they found the big eggs I put out front for decoration, and had some fun with them too.

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They weren't in any trouble, I don't know why Morgan always looks like we beat her.

The Costco Gas Episode...

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We went out for a drive on Saturday to town... our mission would include exchanging some shoes the Easter Bunny bought for "my man" on a buy one get one 1/2 price sale... and of course I couldn't have picked anything he would have really wanted to keep... but it was all good, it got us out of the house together, and we never go shopping together, so it was an experience all in itself.

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The good news... we ended up at Costco, his favorite place to end up around noon on Saturday so he can feed the bottomless pit of a teenager for free and then top him off with a hot dog and soda for $1.50. That thrills him to no end. And I got my non-fat yogurt fix.

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The bad news... We decided to get gas at Costco since it was almost .17 cents cheaper than anywhere else (that is not the bad part). The lines were long, but they always seem to move pretty quickly. As we sat in line we watched the line next to us and the events that unfolded were comical, but we analyzed each movement and decided upon our own set of procedures for the fuel lines a Costco, that seemed to be the most efficient way to get the most cars through.

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There are 2 pumps in each line, and if by some reason the 1st car should leave the pump before the 2nd car, if the 3rd car pulls around the 2nd car to take the 1st pump, he has to maneuver and jockey around (more opportunity for fender benders in our opinion) and he kind of blocks in the 2nd car.

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So we decided it was better to wait the 145 seconds for the 2nd car to move clear out of the pumps, then cars 3 AND 4 can pull up to the pumps at the same time!

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So we followed this pattern when it came our turn... and the lady behind us got out of her car and made a comment, she asked why we would sit there and not go around to the 1st pump when ALL these cars were in line. So my husband says to her in a pretty nice tone, we weren't in a big hurry, if you were in such a big hurry why didn't you go around?

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So I felt the need to give her some kind of explanation, since we had sat there discussing it for some time while we were waiting and it wasn't that we weren't in a hurry, we had really thought it through.... so I simply said, Mamm, we had seen that going around caused some confusion and problems that didn't seem worth the time it took to wait for the cars to move out of the way.

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Then some lady in an entire different lane, not even related to our issues, blurts out that she was with the lady behind us, and we were just holding EVERYONE up!! And not in a nice tone.... so I looked at my husband, and whispered, I guess the people in this town are not as nice as I had always thought them to be. And he yells out in a very loud voice "Yeah, they are LOUD FAT PIGS"!!!

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Well dying a thousand deaths... I just wanted to leave before someone doused us with fuel and lit a match to us! I couldn't believe he would say that!! Here I am carrying WAYYYYY more weight than I ever care to admit, standing next to him, and he blurts out something rude about fat!!! What was he thinking???

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So we had a very long conversation about....

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Name calling, because that was one of the 1st rules we made when we got married "NO NAME CALLING" (he explained what he meant and apparently pig analogies have a different meaning to skinny people, the explanation included something about pigs rooting, and this lady rooting her nose where it didn't belong... hmmm questionable explanation, but he came up with it pretty quickly, so it seemed believable)...

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and Thumper (if you can't say anything nice, don't say anything at all)...

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and the example we could have set for the 1st lady who made the comment, avoiding ALL the other comments...

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not to mention the example we were setting to the teenager in the back seat of our car who is about to posses a drivers license...

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and most of all being more Christlike in our words and actions.

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We both felt very badly about the entire situation! And trust me we are repenting!!

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The real kicker was at church on Sunday as we perched ourselves on the 2nd bench in the front... and much to our surprise on Easter Sunday instead of being taught about the resurrection... we were taught the entire service about being slow to anger, and holding your tongue when you want to say hurtful things to others... and they even referenced "Thumper" and his famous saying! I about fell off the bench!

Guess we needed it and God knew!!!

He is always watching us!

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What do you think the procedures should be at the Costco gas pumps?

Are those lanes in-between the pumps there for moving forward to the front pump?

Do you think it takes longer to jockey around the 2nd car than it does to just wait 145 secs?

Should we have paid .17cents more and gone to a station where it wasn't crowded?

Would you have been able to keep your mouth shut at others comments in this situation?