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Saturday, October 4, 2008

Saturday Conference...

Today while watching Saturday LDS General Conference Sessions... it rained and poured at our house!

A perfect day to stay inside! It was cool outside and it felt so good!

I loved watching the rain come down and keep coming down...

watering all the trees and plants and the grass, and clearing all the junk out of the air.

The boys left for the priesthood session in the evening. We have a brand new ice cream shop a block from our Stake Center; so they will try it out and move their traditional ice cream afterwards from DQ to the new place. I hope this little shop has a clue and is ready for all the men that will be coming through there after the priesthood session (after all they did not make up this tradition, it has been handed down... what a great tradition).

My boys!

(finally the teenager is smiling, and now my strong silent mysterious man is being dorky trying to be tall)

Friday, October 3, 2008

The Ideal me...

The ideal me...

Rules: if you're tagged, make sure to add one more ideal "thing" to the list, besides the items that are already there. Be as descriptive and random and silly as you want.

My ideal...

Snack: Muddy Buddies, made by someone else, with just the right amount of powdered sugar on them, eaten outside, in the fall, under a blanket, watching a football game, with my Strong Silent Mysterious Man holding my favorite cocoa for me.

Day: Wake up and stay in bed, laughing, watching movies, cuddling with my strong silent mysterious man, having snacks and juice brought to us by the teenager (who would need nothing from us all day, not mess up the rest of the house, and feed the dogs without me having to ask), and only getting out of bed at 6pm to go eat a nice steak dinner off the grill.

Book: one that would instantly turn itself into a movie (I don't like to read, but I love watching movies)

Weather: a nice 75 degree day, at the beach on the Pacific Ocean, with just enough breeze to tossle my hair around

Adventure: spontaneous, maybe something at the North Pole watching Polar Bears

Music: gotta be something toe tapping, and bum wiggling that doesn't make me cry

Vacation: no clocks, all inclusive lodging, meals, entertainment and transportation-so no money is needed, ocean and mountain views, 3 weeks, adventurous



I tag: Patsy and Lindsey

More crash em up drama...

Well the good news... the visit to the orthopedic doctor went well.
Doc is a golfer... so he could sympathize with the teenager, and wanted to avoid the dreaded cast!

So he got a new splint... and Doc was nice enough to explain to me that it was a fancy "3 point pressure" splint, that would put pressure on the joint equally and keep it in place as well as a cast would.
... and that the teenager could get right back to his golf game! Yes, first things first of course. This is his xray... all four of the other knuckle joints go up smoothly into the joint... but that last one on the left jags out and that is where it is broken. It's often called a boxers break. (the teenager liked that it had a cool name, it was much easier to explain)
Oh and the bad news... the insurance company hasn't released the car yet, so in order to avoid having to sell our teenager to pay for the storage charges, we had to bring it to our house... yes, for real, here it is, and yes, he is dumping it in my driveway!!!!


fancy "3 point splint" $112
doctor visit $150
towing and storage bill $430
cast (avoided) $500
smunched toyota $3,500

Teenager Safe and in our arms... PRICELESS!!!
(really, I have hugged him everyday and it is AWESOME, I hope I never ever take that for granted!!!!)
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(However, Mom is definitely going to need a massage and pedicure when this is all over with!)

Thursday, October 2, 2008

The last of the rationings...

Our neighbors went camping this summer and found a really cool hot spot for wild huckleberries.
The husband was outside unloading their trailer one day when we were out walking the dogs, so we had stopped to talk to him, and he was telling us all about it (of course he would have to kill us if we found out the secret spot, so that wasn't revieled).
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Without his wife knowing, he snuck a small sandwich size baggie out of the cooler and gave us some of these pieces of gold to have.
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They are kind of hard to find, and so small that picking allot takes some time, unless you hit gold like he did and can pick a ton in a short amount of time. But they are sooooo yummy! A real find here... and if you happen to have a cooler full of them, you would tend to hoard them too. You can find them in some of the local farmers markets, but they are priced right up there with gold.
So we brought them home and put them in our freezer; waiting until we had just the right recipes to try them in.
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I made up a small batch of huckleberry syrup and we had them over pancakes one Saturday morning! That was really good!!!
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And we meant to share the rest with my Mom and Sis when they were here... sorry guys, we forgot about them in all the excitement.

So the other night we cooked up the last of the huckleberries into another syrup and poured it over vanilla ice cream!! Super Yummy!

The photo looks like we had a ton, but really they are just covering the bottom. Trust me, everyone was counting out how many we each got, so it would be fair!

The last of the rationing... but we were so grateful to have them!

Next summer I am adding that to my "summer list"... go find wild huckleberries to pick!

Wednesday, October 1, 2008

The Strong Silent Mysterious Mans job...

This past weekend... My Strong Silent Mysterious Man went into his work, to catch up on a few things before Monday, and the "crazy busy" started all over again, not leaving him time to catch up... so I went along for the ride (you know; hoping for some meaningful alone time with him to talk about deep stuff).

We drove up and it was empty and deserted as he had expected... these big ol' tin buildings are creepy when they are empty!
They work on some humongous motors and pumps... some won't even fit inside the building... it just boggles my mind.
It was pretty cool to watch him balance this "thingy", I think it was called a shaft.

I made him tell explain and tell me what he was doing and what it all meant.

(pretty sure I won't get invited to go again)

Oh and this contraption, kind of intimidating huh... just don't touch the red button right?


He has a desk now... you know all the big shots get a desk, and have to do paperwork. It's still pretty clean and organized... but just give him a little time... I peaked into the top of his tool box, he hasn't changed too much. I was impressed he got a window... prime real estate in most offices!

The big shots have to push brooms now and then too!

I was also impressed with all the cute signage over the doorways so you don't get lost or wander around where you don't belong! I'm sure this comes in handy... there is definitely a woman around here somewhere!

When we left the house, we left Taylor out of her kennel so she can learn how to "guard" with Morgan. She is still just a puppy, so of course we put away all the shoes, and hid the flickers, and picked up everything off the floor that might be a temptation!

But when we got home, someone had left the pantry door open, and "someone" had eaten all the doggie treats and the packages they came in!

My Strong Silent Mysterious Man had a talk with all the suspects, and the guilty always give themselves away at our house (we are really lucky that way... even Morgan and the teenager).

So Taylor was a dead give away with the closed eyes, she could have held out a little longer, he wasn't even yelling at her!

Who could be too mad at a face like this... after all, so tempting, the entire pantry! We were probably really lucky the treats were the only thing she got into!! For Real!!!

Tuesday, September 30, 2008

1st Car Accident...

Yesterday I got the second worst phone call a parent could ever receive (the very worst would be when you get the call from someone else)...

"Mom, can you come get me, I've been in an accident". The teenager called me, so calm and collected. He said there were no injuries and everyone was okay. I jumped in my car and got right over to him!!!
When I arrived on the scene... this is what I saw.

I almost couldn't get out of the car, I was in shock, my knees were shaking!
This was horrible! He was standing there and appeared to be safe, but I almost couldn't believe my eyes. Was he really okay?

Then I see a young woman about 18 years old sitting on the curb... I didn't know her, but from working with girls her age in the church, my heart sank! These kids must be scarred to death! They are so lucky!!!

After the officer was done talking to me, and I checked on my teenager, and gave him the biggest hug I had in me! I heard the girl couldn't get her mother on the phone, but had two ladies, maybe aunts or something, come to pick her up. They appeared from a distance to be very mad at her, and weren't giving her any breaks, scolding the entire time... like a coward I waited until they walked away from her, and then I approached her and asked her if she was okay? She said she was fine and thanked me for checking on her.

My heart was breaking for her, I wanted to give her the same big hug I had given my son! But it didn't seem appropriate, and she seemed to feel that I was very concerned about her. I guess that would have to be enough for now, even though it wasn't.

This was a non controlled intersection, and while it appears he was half way through the intersection when he was hit and pushed into this irrigation culvert on the other side of the road. We don't know how they will treat this accident yet.

Some witnesses came over and felt the need to tell me that my son was no speeding and was clearly into the intersection when he was hit from the side by the other car that was obviously not doing the speed limit by allot!!! (that seemed pretty clear to me by the damage, as the speed limit was 20mph... but nice of them to come forward. and it was very comforting to hear my teenager did not appear to be speeding... a mother worries about these things)

The front axle appeared to be broken, the inside of the car was squished and twisted, we couldn't even get the key out or turn it off. And none of the doors would open, he had to climb out of the window that was broken out and laying on the ground.

After the cars were loaded up, we were instructed that we could pick up a copy of the police report in a week at the station. There were no citations given at the scene.

The teenager was complaining about his hand.... so I took him over to the doctor from the accident. His Dad left work and came straight to meet us there.

I was never so happy to see him in my whole life. Something about having him there, every time "what that moment could have been for us" went through my mind, was comforting. I didn't want to keep experiencing those thoughts alone! It was breaking me down pretty fast.

This was huge! My strong silent mysterious man does NOT, I repeat, NOT do doctors... he was barely able to stay with me while I was delivering this child. And I think that was the last time he had stepped into a hospital or doctors office since.

Sure enough it was broken, so they put him in a temporary splint... and signed him up to see an orthopedic doctor the next day. It appears everything will heal and be fine at this point.

We all remember our 1st auto accident, and I am sure the teenager will always remember this one. I just hope I can forget it so I can begin to sleep again someday soon.

We are so grateful, it is obvious this could have ended much worse. We are certain Heavenly Father was watching over these young kids, and so grateful for his grace in our lives!!!

(p.s. the teenager did NOT want me to blog about this... but this is MY journal, and it was too much of an impact on our little family, and brought the blessings in our lives right up to the surface for us to be reminded, not to include it... sorry buddy)

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