Baby Face

Is this not the cutest little face ever? Does he not have the most amazing little "old soul" eyes? TD & Tara sent me these update photos yesterday. he has apparently been out for a picnic and is still extremely curious about his little world.

Summer

I got this from Little Sis last night.

The thermometer on our back porch reads one hundred and five degrees. My night gown is hot and sticky. The air conditioner is humming, yet I don't feel it's coolness in the stuffy confines of my bedroom. My denim curtains are drawn closed to block out the blazing rays of evening sunshine. I am supposed to be asleep.



I can not sleep, because of my sweaty bangs clinging to my face. I daydream of winter and snow and frost on my window. I sing a little bit of Jingle Bells hoping that will help my imagination transport me to a cooler climate I pray for a breeze or a nice summer rain. And then I hear it...



The sweet calliope chimes of my Hero, my savior from the heat. Faintly at first but growing stronger and stronger. I quickly sneak to my window and peer out, looking for a glimpse of the glorious white truck covered with stickers of summer time treats. He is coming; I hear his music fill the air, beckoning children like a pied piper.



My mom calls out for me to partake of this sweet evening treat. I leap to my feet and chase the van down the street yelling loudly and begging for him to stop. With a smile he hands me a tall, sticky, cold watermelon Popsicle. I fork over my $1.50.



As I sit in the grass licking the tasty treat in my nightgown, I begin to cool off and relax. I begin to enjoy the heat of summer. I take a large bite and feel the freeze move through my body, from the tip of my tongue to the top of my head. It is BRAINFREEZE and it hurts I love it. I thank my knight in the white van, my musical Hero from the hellish heat.



Thank you Mr. Ice Cream Man, Thank You

Me and the DMV

It was my Bday on Saturday.
I'm officially 29 years old with 17 years of experience.
I had the SIU gals and a few friends over to scrap. What a fun time we had!! Lots of chatting, eating and lots of scrapping done. 07/07/07 was a pretty good day I must say. Earlier in the day I'd gone over to see my cousin's foster son Sam be baptized a member of the LDS Church. We've all been referring to him as Sam for the past year but his real name is Reminder Pastour. Last summer when they first got home from Guam and brought him with them they realized that his was such an unusual name that he may be teased unbearably so every day he "tried on" a new name.
When they got home from the annual Loosle Family Lake Powell trip Sam it was. Grandpa had been calling him that and he liked it so it stuck.
Then Monday came and I had to face the DMV to renew my Driver's License. What a nightmare!!! how I wish I'd never gotten that ticket when the Frog's Dad died. Since it was within the 3 years I had to appear and get new photo and everything. do they ever look good???
I got there early about 9:30 but I got home at 1pm. I did bring a book with me Thank Goodness!! My number B183 was only 15 people off when I got there (B167) it took them that long to even get to me.
It was so bad I started and got to page 91 in the David Balducci book Split Second. Really sucks you in right from the first BTW. Sometimes being a confirmed bookworm pays off I guess. I from now on will always have a book in the car.
After a little while I really started to notice what was going on and why everything was moving so very very slowly. Over half of those applying could not speak English!! The staff had to repeat everything over and over. There were 2 people for over 15 windows who were trying to interpret Spanish but there were other languages being spoken as well. It was frustrating for me being in line behind them I know it was frustrating for the clerks trying valiantly to help them. I pity them having to go thru that day after day. Another huge reason for everyone learning to speak English.
Of course it will never happen.
It's just like the disrespect shown the American flag at that High School in California in that photo that was all over the internet.

You will not see this heart-stopping photo on the front
page of the NY Times or on the lead story of the major news networks.
The protestors put up the Mexican flag over the American flag flying
upside down at Montebello High School in California .



We predict this stunt will be the nail in the coffin of
any guest-worker/amnesty plan on the table in Washington . The image of
the American flag subborned to another and turned upside down on American
soil is already spreading on Internet forums and via e-mail.

Pass this along to every American citizen in your
address books and to every representative in the state and federal
government. If you choose to remain uninvolved, do not be amazed when
you no longer have a nation to call your own nor anything you have
worked for left since it will be "redistributed" to the activists while
you are so peacefully staying out of the "fray". Check history, it is
full of nations/empires that disappeared when its citizens no longer
held to their core beliefs and values. One person CAN make a difference.
One plus one plus one plus one plus one plus one....... .

The battle for secure borders and immigration laws
that actually mean something, however, hasn't even begun.

If this ticks YOU off...PASS IT ON!em>

I find this really horrible. I do have to give them credit though because unknowing or not the US flag being displayed upside down is a universal code for distress.
So if you want to copy and paste go ahead and feel free to send it on.

Let Freedom Ring!!

So I'm a little bit late big deal. I watched the fireworks from the dining room this year. The neighbour's tree is finally too big to sit on the back porsh and see them well. It started a bit slow but then it really got going well I guess thay collected more money this year than last.
I spent the evening over at Lila's we had corn on the cob, steaks and yummy potatoes. It all tasted so good!