Wednesday, April 24, 2013


I have some seriously bad "roots" going on.
I was a hairdresser.
I know how to color this mess.
I just don't wanna.
My baby girl hairdresser is going to do this job for me tomorrow.

But today at work,
I need taller.

Instead of people looking "down" on me as I run into their xyphoid.
I need taller.

I blame this gray hair of mine on him:
It's contagious.
I caught it from him.

TOTALLY his fault!
Don't let his cuteness fool you!

Or maybe it's hereditary.

And I got it from them!

They are gray hair makers for sure.

And right now,
I need to be 6'4 so that no one can see that white stripe
running through the part in my hair!

Sunday, April 7, 2013


Sometimes life is hard.
Oftentimes overwhelming.

So very thankful for messages given at General Conference.

Matt, Tara, me and Lynsey. 
I would love to come here with all of my children.
Need to figure out a way to get that many tickets for another time.

Me with my oldest two. Older doesn't necessarily mean mature.

Friday, April 5, 2013


I posted here about an awesome couple of ladies I have met through blogging.

Well, I met them again today.

Camille moved to my hometown a couple of years ago after marrying the man of her dreams.

Connie is Camille's mom and came to visit.

Because Camille has a brand new human!

While we were visiting I also got to see Kimmie.

Mom and baby are doing great.
Connie is awesome and has such a cute haircut!
Kimmie, darling as ever!

I've made some incredible friends from blogging and I don't regret it a bit.

Wednesday, April 3, 2013


My shift starts at 0600.
I'm done at 1830.
I work weekends.
And holidays.
I won't even get into the unimaginable things
that may be required
in that 12 hour shift.

Howie has worked like its "tax season"
all of our married life.
Dairy cows.
Systems design
12 hour days
and many hours after work.

We pay over $600.00 for health insurance.
Every. Single. Month.
And hope we never have to use it.

And the money we had in savings?
We "get" to use to pay our taxes.
So that it can be wasted ....
in Washington.

I'm a little cranky about it.