Finnished pumpkins, and Super Heros

So these pictures are pretty explanitory. I finnished my pumpkins, and I know that the pictures are a little blury, but my card was full, and it wasn't working right.

Here's my little super hero, Peter Parker eat your heart out!

Cat and pumpkin

There are nine pumpkins in all.

We really couldn't get the whole web caster finger combination right.

Pumpkins big enough to sit on.

one picture says enough.

Can a fairy be cynical?

Are fairies aloud to be cynical? Maybe you should tell me what Sophia is thinking here cause I just don't think she's in the mood for a picture.

This one is a little better, but where is my Sophie?

Oh there she is! I wondered where she went.

Tim compared me to betty boop today. I don't know about you, but I don't think that I ever had that rack, those hips, or the big head. I don't know wether to be offended or not. Has anyone noticed she has NO NECK? Apperently I have been giving of some kind of (you may want to cover the eyes of any near by chil for this part) seductive act? I don't know. I also don't know if I like being compared to a 78 year old cartoon with no neck . Does that mean that I get to compare him to her boyfriend, who happens to be a dog, named Bimbo?

Tim blackmailed me

Tim insited that I put this picture up. I realized yesterday that there aren't many pictures of me. I am the wicked major shutter-bug in the house, so I am the one always behind the camera, plus Tim was going to put a naked baby picture of me if I didn't put this one up. Happy now dork?

Livin' on top of the world!

Many saw me limp around last sunday at church. This would be the reason why. We really did have to climb over top of 500 logs to get up here,

Yes, we are really close to the edge. I'm only mildy scared, and only when the wind is blowing.

I brought Ashlee with us. She was a real tropper. Yeah Ashlee!

P.S. My knees feel much better this week.

Umm... so'more nice hair

We decided that this week has not been a good
one for hair. Everyone at our house has had a bad hair day

I have no idea why she has to pose like this.

She does it in most of the pictures I take of her.

But ya got to admit she's a cutie pie. She has gotten so that when she is told to sop doing somthing she gets this girly attitude where she'll put her hands on her hips and wiggle them as she walks away.

Nice, umm,...hair?

Today was crazy hair day at Gavin's preschool. We had a lot of fun with this particular hair style. He was wicked excited, because we used all his favorite colors, green, blue, black, and we topped that off with gold glitter. The only picture he would let me get was this one while he was brushing his teeth. He wouldn't even smile. He is way moody these days.

Knees and toes....knees and toes

I went hikking on saturday. Yeah me! I got to leave my house. It was awsome! We hiked to the west edge of Ashley gorge ( for those who don't know, Ashley gorge is the one you see when you look north of Vernal. Some people get confused and think it is, Dry fork.) We threw paper airplanes off of the edge (pictures are forth comming). The last time my family shlept our bodies up to the edge, there was a nice trail. Since the last time there has been a fire. It left a great deal of trees scattered on the ground, trees that had to be climbed over. There was approximatley 500 of them. I stopped counting after 458 just going the one way. Anyway, at the top of one of the revines, I fell and twisted my knee. It is swollen, and hurts really bad. Since I lost the 25 lbs, My knees have felt some what better, but Sunday morning, about 1:30 am, I woke with them throbbing. I took some tylenol, but it didn't help as well as the fish oil, and napoxine sodium that my dad gave me.
I felt better this morning, and decided to go on my morning walk. I hurt my knee again. I guess i'll go and take some more tylenol.

Yeah me!

I feel old. I don't feel 27. Yep, today is my birthday.For those of you who thought that I'd leave a long, rambloing retrospective, you are mistakin. Due to lack of photograghic evidence (my mother has all my pictures still) I'm not even able to prove I'm leagitamitly alive (I am leagitamite however). So to those, young and old who have for years called October 14th their birthday, I call you my brotheren.

sick! again....?

I love fall! This weekend hasn't been the best tempertature (?) wise. I still had a way good walk this morning. Tim is sick, don't know what he has, but when he is sick he's a bigger baby about it than I am, or the kids are for that matter. I've spent the last two weeks getting every dusty thing cleaned in my house, but the alleriges still rage, I don't mean to be gross, butI am producing coppious amounts of mucus. I've gone through 150 kleenex's in two days. I feel gross!

For those who didn't go to the service auction, you missed a good thing. It rocked! We had a great time, and I'm sure just about everyone came away with something good, and we even saw good stuff at the end when noone had any points left. It was really good to see some of the ladies there, and good to see new faces too.

Well, this morning I was up at the crack of dawn ( 6:30). I mixed up dough, I let it rise, I kneeded it, I rolled it out, I put in filling, I let it rise again, I baked it, and then I frosted it. No, I'm not talking about my hair, I made more orange sweet rolls. After having frosted them, I imeadiatly (I'm really bad at spelling) took three over to brooke's house, but she's not answering her phone, so I might have poisoned her.

thanks second mom!

It's no secret that I have always thought of Linda Wilkey as my second mom. We run into her around town, she always asks about my family, and she has always treated me as almost one of her own. Thanks for the treats second mom! We loved them!
Who could ask for a better thing to eat while watching confrence? Rice Krispy treats of course! Some of them had M&M's, and some were peanut butter. They rocked!!!!!

Biggest mega knuklehead mcspazatron

Have I ever metioned that I am a really big dork? I'm not just the usual dork, kind of spaztic-lives in his mothers basment. I am the kind of dork that makes a big batch of orange sweet rolls and takes them to the church when the service auction isn't til next week. Duh what a dope I am! Then on top of that I call all over heaven and earth just to find out that I can't get anyone to eat the rolls. I have no idea what I'm going to do for the auction now. The rolls won't last that long. They don't freeze, and now that I have brought them home all but one is gone (sophie scrapes the frosting of of them, and then picks at the bread).

I'm okay with not saving the world.

So, I decided that nothing I have to say is going to cure cancer, destress anyone, help clean the ozone, or make an inpact on millions of lives. I think I'm okay with that. These post I make are more of a journal, because I'm not that good at writting, I'm not even that good at typing. I don't have the family connection that Michelle has, I'm not funny like Kym, I am not brave like Tari, I can't express the kind of love I have for my husband like Brooke, and I don't have Janices sence of style. These are not however going to detour me from telling the net about my day, in hopes of someone feeling better about themselves, their lives, their work, or their dorky spouse.
This being said, I have made sweet rolls for the service auction, If I make it. I am at the moment very sleepy, and am still not feeling well. I guess maybe the medication is responsible for my pensive mood (sometimes I even get dark).