Pink Ribbon

I thought this was so cool, that I had to post it on our family blog too!

Available starting today, Jordan Essentials Pink Ribbon Soap and Pink Ribbon Lotion Bar team up to help find a cure for Breast Cancer! 25% of each sale will be donated to research. The set is $14.00

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My Six Quirks

Jennilynn tagged me a few days back, but it's taken me this long to think of quirks I'm willing to share with my stalkers:

1. I only wear white socks. I’m distracted by seeing my feet in dark colors. I also hate seeing people wearing white tennis shoes and dark socks. It’s like fingernails on the chalkboard to my eyes!

2. I like the silverware to be loaded handle side down in the dishwasher. I feel that it is cleaner this way. The food always seems to wash and stick to the bottom of the silverware basket.

3. Fresh or used – I need towels to be folded on the towel bar. It drives me nuts to see them spread across the whole bar or wadded up on it. I don’t know why…

4. I have to wet my toothbrush before I can use it, but only after I have put the toothpaste on.

5. I keep reading material in the bathroom. My favorite thing is The Reader's Digest.

6. I have to have the toilet paper hang so the toilet paper pulls from the top not from underneath. Makes the end easier to find.

Yo Ho Ho and a Bottle of Root Beer!

That’s right, today is “International Talk Like a Pirate Day.” The parody holiday was invented in 1995 by John Baur (”Ol’ Chumbucket”) and Mark Summers (”Cap’n Slappy”), of the United States, who proclaimed September 19 each year as the day when everyone in the world should talk like a pirate.
For example, an observer of this holiday would greet friends not with “Hello,” but with “Ahoy, me hearty!” The date was selected because it was the birthday of Summers’ ex-wife and consequently would be easy for him to remember.

What’s your pirate name?

My pirate name is:

Bloody Ethel Rackham

Every pirate lives for something different. For some, it's the open sea. For others (the masochists), it's the food. For you, it's definitely the fighting. You have the good fortune of having a good name, since Rackham (pronounced RACKem, not rack-ham) is one of the coolest sounding surnames for a pirate. Arr!

Get your own pirate name from piratequiz.com.
part of the fidius.org network

Pirates in Spaaaaace...(This one was inspired by Amy) : http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CLQLJF7FWU8&feature=related

Jason Update

Yesterday Jason had his Mohs surgery. We got there at 7:45 a.m. and started waiting. We waited for the receptionist to acknowledge us, we waited in the "Op" room for the doctor and we ended the morning by waiting for the results.

The actual surgery was very quick, about 3-5 minutes. The thing that took up time was having the shots to numb up his nose. After he was numb, the doctor took a scalpel and cut out the spot she had marked on his nose and sent the skin off to be analyzed. The nurse, Brooke, had given Jason a valium before hand, but it didn't end up kicking in until 30 min. later. By then we were waiting for the results!

We sat for about 20-30 minutes in a waiting room with other post-op patients (I felt out of place with no bandaging on my nose like the rest of them) before the nurse came and told us his results showed they got all the cancer. Yippee!! That meant no more cuts. We had to hang tight until the doctor was available to talk with us about the results and look at the wound.

We sat for another 45 minutes before the nurse came back for us. The doctor came back in to the "Op" room and looked at the surgery site. They asked Jason if he wanted to see it and he said no. The doctor asked me to look at it and then started to discuss our next options - let it heal on its own or get a skin graft. Jason wanted to let it heal on its own. After having a good look at the site, I told him he really needed to look at it before he made his final decision. It was REALLY deep, at least compared to what my mind had been seeing before the surgery.

They wiped away the blood again and he took a hand mirror and looked at it. I could tell he was a little shocked at how deep the cut had been too. He ultimately decided that he would still like to leave it to heal on its own. The doctor had told us that there were still options of a skin graft or "sanding" it down after it healed. Brooke, the nurse, cleaned and dressed Jason's nose and we were on our way. We were home by noon and Jason crashed for the next couple of hours.

We now need to see the Doctor in 6 weeks to see how it's healing. In the meantime we have a sheet of instructions to follow on how to clean the site and keep it covered in neosporin and band-aids at all times. Jason may also lose feeling in that part of his nose, so I know he's worried about that too.

We are really blessed to have good family and friends who have helped us out. Jason's mom came and stayed with the kids and my visiting teacher (and friend) Jaqui made us dinner. Thanks too to the friends who called and stopped by. Jason really felt touched to know that people care about him.

Yearbooked

Here's what happens when you have too much time on your hands...

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1984

1992

1994

http://www.yearbookyourself.com/ if you want to giggle too.

How Many Years Ago?!?

I don't need to Uncle Rico's time machine to do this one...

20 Years Ago…
1. I visited East & West Berlin. I wrote my name on the Berlin Wall.
2. And I was living in Germany until…
3. August when I moved to England. Yippee!!!!

10 Years Ago…
1. I got my Nissan truck. Oh, how I loved it!
2. I went to Georgia and moved my best friend Kelli to Utah. We even went to Dollywood!
3. I moved to Bellevue, WA.

5 years ago…
1. I’d been married for 2 years.
2. Luke got his first tooth.
3. I was pregnant with Brooke.

3 years ago…
1. Luke got potty trained.
2. Brooke got her ears pierced.
3. My Grandma Lois died. I’m still sad.

1 year ago…
1. We got a dog.
2. We went took our first trip to Spring Training in Surprise, AZ.
3. Luke lost his first & second tooth.

This year so far…
1. I got a new car!
2. Luke started first grade.
3. We’ve been to AZ and MO.

Yesterday…
1. We took the kids to Chick-fil-A for lunch.
2. I worked on a little songbook to use at baptisms.
3. I did a Spa Show at Jaqui’s.

Today…
1. I’m listening to my kids throw fits about EVERYTHING!
2. I’m watching Aubrey.
3. I’ve done the dishes.

Tomorrow…
1. I’ll coach my first soccer game.
2. I’ll watch Luke play goalie for the first time.
3. I'll be a BYU Football widow.

Next Year…
1. I’ll be doing the dishes.
2. I’ll be listening to whining kids.
3. Maybe I’ll still have some sanity.

Don't Let the Memory Fade Away

What Would You Do For a Klondike Bar...

...Or a 37" Vizo Flat Screen T.V. for that matter?

Well for the last 2 days Bill and Jason have been talking about being tased and gassed again. Yesterday there was money being "offered" for said tasing. Today Jason said someone mentioned a t.v. if he got tased.

Now, I ask you...What would you do?

Blog On Rewind

Because I can't get motivated to blog something new, I thought I'd just have you read some posts from back when nobody (except Jessica) ever read my blog...

Movies For A Desert Island Stay
Elementary School Memories
No Regrets
Scratch-n-sniff
Mother Nature

(click on links to get to the old posts)

Um, Should I Be Worried?

In a recent prayer over dinner, Brooke ended with: "Bless all the neighbors and please protect the all the children from their moms."

Last night Brooke snuggled up to me in bed, put her arms around me and said: "Mom, if you were gone and we couldn’t find you and we got another mommy, I would still love you. I’ll love you forever!!!!"

What the ...????

I really HATE when you stay up until 4 a.m. reading a book only to have it end in a really LAME way. Especially after you invested 278 pages of reading.

Dear Author,

What? Were you bored and so you just decided to end the book? You think that after I've invested my time reading your in-depth story I'm just going to be happy with a 1 1/2 page, slapped together conclusion?

Think again. That series you wrote? Not gonna even bother to read it now! You'll get no more of my life!!

Disgustedly,
Me