Joy in the Journey

I was eating dinner tonight with my kids. I couldn't resist this Picture. It looks like we are having a great time. We where right up to this point. Then Jesse decided that he didn't want to eat any more and it would be fun to dump his plate upside down. Then he got mad again and decided to dump his water out. The phrase from President Monsen kept coming to my mind. Joy in the Journey, it actaully made me start to laugh. This is my journey and I need to find Joy in it.

Well I found my Joy tonight. It is defiantly worth it, when you remember that they are so precious and so moldable.

Kelty, Jesse, James and Kennedy our dear cousin that we will gladly claim as our own anytime.

While I am writing about finding Joy. I couldn't resist this picture. When I went to get my camera to download the pictures. Jesse says "thumbs up mom." Mind you it is 10:30 at night when this picture was taken.

So I am going to try to keep finding Joy in my Journey even if it is 10:30 at night.

DON'T GO

All I can say is DON'T GO. Twilight is the worst movie I think I have ever seen. EVER. Oh my gosh, when it was a serious scene I was laughing my head of. It was the worst. The makeup was completely awful. I mean I don't wear makeup and I could have done a better job as the makeup artist. When they show the first scene with Dr. Cullen I burst out laughing. When they showed his face it was like a child with Halloween makeup they hadn't washed of yet, but some of it had rubbed of.

Okay I know this is a very biased opinion but come on. If I can save one person the money from going and seeing this then I guess my my job is done.

If I wasn't for a good friend to go and see this with it would have been a totally wasted 5 hours tonight. Since I went with a good friend it was worth going. Thanks Kim for the wonderful but horrible night out. Your the best.

AHHHHHHH

I didn't freak out. You just have to know this going into this story.

So I am the activity chairperson in our ward. Lucky me huh! So I am in the middle of planning my Christmas party. I have this wonderful person on my committee who is an amazing I.T. guy. Well I got this brilliant idea earlier this year, that we could do a video of like a year in review. So I have been kinda working on it. Then my fabulous I.T. guy came into my life. So I had some pictures that I had downloaded on my comp. Being the fabulous I.T. person that I am. NOT. I just took my whole comp. up to his house. As I was opening my laptop something on his coffee table caught my eye. I quickly moved my laptop so I couldn't see it. Kelty was with me and I said "please tell me that is not what I think it is." She looks and says yes mom it's a SNAKE. I quickly start panicking and calling to the wife. Please come and move it. I am majorly petrified of snakes. She starts laughing and saying its only a baby ball python. It is shedding and we are giving it a bath to help it lose it skin faster. All this time I am thinking I don't really care just get me out of here. My heart is racing, my hands are sweating, I am trying to control my breathing. I have him get my pictures of my comp. and am ready to go and Gene calls and says to go and get some eggs. I just say ok and leave. Needless to say I didn't go get eggs I barely drove home I walked into the house and went and curled up on the couch. Gene says wheres the eggs. I start crying. Luckily Kelty is their to tell him the story. He just says I am sorry and I guess I will be taking anything else up to them you need to give them. I just look at him like duh!
The kicker to the story is he just looks at me after Kelty told the story and says Don't worry about the eggs I will go and get them. I just look at him like you think. I am not moving of this couch.

Sorry no pictures but I am not going back to ask them if I can take a picture of their snake. I am not surfing the Internet looking for a picture either. Use your imagination.

Laugh all you want

You can laugh all you want at this picture but remember he's all mine. All mine I say. So tonight like we haven't been doing anything at all. I decided that we needed to rake the leaves on the front lawn. So I asked Gene if he would help me. Of course he said yes. After some pleading and begging on my part. So he came out and he was already for bed so he just out on his pajama bottoms and cowboy boots. Yes you heard that right. Shorts and cowboy boots eat your heart out girls. I didn't get the picture of him mowing the lawn at 9 o'clock at night wearing his boots and shorts. Then he went out to clean out the hot tub fliters so I hurried and grabbed the camara and this is what I got. So eat your heart out girls just remember you can look but not touch.

Its about time.

We have sorta, kinda, finished the painting and putting in new carpet in the hallway and on the stairs.

I am so sick of doing this. I can scream ahhhhhhh. But once I get it all put back together and decorated I know I will love it. It is just getting to that point that it is going to drive me crazy. So here are the finished pictures. Any decorating advice would be greatly appreciated even you blurkers out thier. I am struggling with that.

ITS A DIFFERENT DIRT

That is what I grew up hearing. When ever I would ask grandma why she would clean her windows when she new it was supposed to storm? The same answer I always got was ITS A DIFFERENT DIRT.

So yesterday I started out cleaning my windows and screens. Well I got busy and didn't get all the windows done. So I finished them today. I know I know it is what I get for cleaning my windows on Sunday. Well wouldn't you know it it started to rain on my beautiful clean windows. I almost laughed out loud. I just thought thanks Grandma "ITS A DIFFERENT DIRT." So I will wash them in about a week or two.

It will be a different dirt.

Painting Still

Now don't say I didn't warn you before you see these pictures. They are scary but I thought you all could use a laugh. So laugh away my friends laugh away.

Scroll down carefully. Don't say I didn't warn you.

Don't I look like I am having the time of my life. This was our last night painting and I was so tired.

A close up just for those of you who don't see me on a regular basis. Don't want you to forget what I look like. (Adri this ones for you. You can see I finally found my teeth and have them in.)

What lively bunch we are. I think we are so burned out by this point we are just standing their looking at it like we have more to do.

The ever enthustatic Gene. Wondering why he lets his wife talk him into these things.

I know you are wondering where I got the lovely head piece? Well it was my moms from the days when you had to wear curlers in you hair. Like the old ladies used to wear out in public and you would laugh at them. Well it keeps the paint out of my hair,well worth it in my opinion.

note to self

OK so here is my note for today.

DO NOT SEND HUSBAND TO BUY MASKING TAPE.

If their is lots more errors in this post that usual please excuse me. So when Gene went to buy the stuff to paint with he bought the cheapest masking tape their was. Well putting in on the walls was fine till we finally made a dent in our painting and I was able to start to pull some of it of. Well after about the 1st door frame my fingers where killing me. The tape was so sticky it was so hard to get it to come loose. I know have cracks in both my thumbs. One thumb has 2 cracks. Cracks on two other fingers as well. So when I went to bed I put bandages on them. Hopefully they will start to heal they hurt.

A little side note on the painting front. We got the hallway done and living room and most of the kitchen. So tomorrow it is just the part of the kitchen around the cupboards so hopefully it will be done tomorrow. Then I will post pictures of the finished project.

what a mess

So some of you want to see pictures of the mess I am living in. Well I debated to show you or not but oh well here it goes. This is a huge can of worms that Gene and I opened up. Cause not only do we have to paint the living room. All my walls touch and have rounded corners so they all flow into each other. We are painting the living room, upstairs hallway and my kitchen. Don't get me wrong I am liking the outcome so far just hate feeling like I should be doing laundry, making dinner, helping paint, and everything else all at the same time. AHHHHHHHH that is what I feel like. Oh well it is short term right I can do this. I know I can. I figure if I tell mself that enough I will start to believe it. So my theory goes. I will let you know how that works out.

What I did today

1- I got my kids of to school

2- I VOTED (did you)

3- Bought life insurance policy

4- Tied a quilt for my friend

5- Got James to and from swimming

6- Decided to paint my living room

7- Sent Gene to the store to buy paint

8- Scrubbed my walls so I could paint

9- Started to paint

10- Pulled up carpet and tack strip

11- Made cereal for dinner for my kids

12- Still painting

13- Gave James a haircut

14- Snuggled with James

15- Ate Graham crackers and milk with James

16- Snuggled once again with James

17- Still painted

18- started to clean up for the night

19- Told my kids I loved them and thanks for their help tonight

20- Watched the news and saw the election results.


WENT TO BED I AM TIRED

GOOD NIGHT

Pheasant Hunt

Every year my family always gets together to Pheasant Hunt. Well let me rephrase that. The men go hunting the women stay home and get breakfast ready so when they are done hunting they can have some warm yummy food. This has been a tradition for as long as I can remember. So this year in honor of my grandma we did it again this year at my sister's house. I didn't get to take pictures of any of the pheasants they shot. (thier where some I hear.)

This is where I have to give credit to my grandma. Every year she would get breakfast going. Then as the hunters would come in with thier birds she would be on the carport with her knife and newspaper ready to gut and skin the birds. Then she would take them into the house where she would clean them and keep the hearts and gizzards. (what is a gizzard?) Well this year when the men came home for breakfast. We the women heard we got 4 birds who's cleaning them. To that they all got the look. Luckily they where just kidding but we didn't really think they where that funny.

I only got pictues of the food but in true grandma whiting style that is what she would have been most proud of was feeding the hunters. So here you go the pictures of food.

All the ladies taking it easy before the men come in.

Happy Halloween

So I am a day late and a dollar short. But right know who isn't right.
Well here are my Halloween pictures. We had a good time. I say every year that I am not going to take my kids to downtown Springville for their trick or treating. And every year I some how end up on main street trick or treating with my kids.
For those of you who don't know about this let me just say DON'T GO!!!!! It is seriously 4 blocks of people to the point of where you almost can't move. All for just a stupid tootsie roll.

Well it was actually fun. I am not sure if I finally matured enough to enjoy Halloween or what. The crowds where worse than ever but for some reason I didn't get all bugged. I just took it with a grain of salt. Here are some pictures for you all to enjoy.

Jesse as Baloo. He was so cute. Everyone loved it. I got so many compliments on it. Here is a hint. Disney online right now. I bought it last year for like $10 it was awesome.

This is Kelty and her friend Caitlyn. This is at our ward Halloween party. Kelty was a 50's girl. She loved it.

James was the gate keeper. I am not sure what the gate keeper goes to but he loved it. He had a mask but the poor kid has such a big head it hurt to wear it. So for most of the night he didn't wear it.

Where do I start

So I guess this is what I get for leaving my kids home, while I run to the mall today with my sister. Yes that is gum. And this is just a bad shot of Jesse. But to get the full impact I thought you needed to see it all. So needless to say Jesse and I had a "SPA DAY." That is what I had to tell him to sit there for this picture.

Now I ask you who doesn't need a little peanut butter in their hair. Give it that extra shine right? Well he was a good sport and laid their for all of this.

Needless to say we had to do minimal cutting of his hair. I was just thinking good thing he is a boy and can have a bicked head for church tomorrow.

So for those of you who have read my other posts, I am taking this as a sign. I should not go shopping anymore. I forgot to take a picture of the final result but it is not that bad. I actually did not even have to take him to get it cut. Man what a day.