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A New Blog Slacker Friend

A while back Cally posted about a lime popsicle….you all must go and read this story, if you haven’t already..I busted into tears when I retold the story to LG. (he has just learned to smile at my womanliness)

Well, I am proud to say that I have made a blogging friend out of the lime popsicle story writer ( I just don’t know her name -isn’t the blogging world great?). I just loved this post where she referred to herself as a blog slacker. I am most definitely going to have to steal this term!

It’s a girl mustache

I think I will post links to the kids every time they post something on their blog. This way I can have a way to say anything I want about their post.

Today’s kid post has an explanation. I started watching a sweet 7 month old baby boy today. I will be babysitting every Mon – Thurs so that I can pick up the financial slack while LG gets started with his own legal practice. (hopefully he can get started – we still have 2 1/2 weeks until bar results)

As you can imagine, today is an adjustment day for all of us. My adjustment was that I didn’t get to go back to bed after Abigail and Sophia got off to school. (normally Bella won’t wake up until 9 or 10) Brayden’s (our new daytime baby) adjustment is getting used to a new place and new people.

And Bella’s adjustment today was entertaining herself while mom went to lay down with the baby to get him used to his new sleeping arrangements. The mustache is what she came up with during her 1/2 hour to herself…so cute!

Chicken Humor

Here’s a funny one about chickens…I thought it appropriate since I am almost an adopted chicken farmer now.

Bob, the chicken farmer

A life-long city man, Bob decided to leave the rat-race, move to the country and become a chicken farmer, so he found a nice chicken farm and bought it. Turned out that his next door neighbour, a kind, generous man named Fred, was also a chicken farmer.

Fred came for a visit one day and said, “Chicken farming isn’t easy. Tell you what. To help you get started, I’ll give you 100 chickens.”

Bob was thrilled. Two weeks later the Fred stopped by to see how things were going, and Bob said, “Not too good. All 100 chickens died.”

Fred said, “Oh, I can’t believe that. I’ve never had any trouble with my chickens. I’ll give you 100 more.”

Another two weeks went by, and Fred stops in again. Bob told him, “You’re not going to believe this, but the second 100 chickens died too.”

Astounded, Fred asked, “What went wrong? What did you do to them?”

Well, Bob said, “I’m not sure whether I’m planting them too deep or not far apart enough.”

Sunday Fun

Here is a good joke for your next Old Testament Lesson:

The Whole Lot

A father was reading Bible stories to his young son. He read, “The man named Lot was warned to take his wife and flee out of the city, but his wife looked back and was turned into a pillar of salt.”

The son asked, “What happened to the flea?”

Lookee Here

Look at the empty laundry baskets.

This one is for Chrys…No, I don’t think I can live up to your systematic way of life, (although I am impressed) but, I give you the highest kudos for your amazingness and for motivating me enough to catch up on my laundry this week! (If any of the rest of you have no idea what I am talking about, read this)

It has been a very long time that on Saturday night I am DONE with the laundry! And guess how I did it? I folded them while waiting for the pics and video to upload to my blog!

And, to all the rest of you that felt my pain: ladies, be of good cheer, I am now living proof that we can all still blog and keep up with our housework…as long as you’ve got four hours to give every Saturday.

No pile in front of my dryer. WOW!

27 Chicks

Every day between Sophia’s kindergarten pickup and Abigail’s pickup, I go over to the Aders, and Valerie and I walk while we let the kids play. We want to show up her hippy sons when we hike with them on the Appalachian trail for a couple of days. (they don’t think we can do it)

On Thursday, the Aders added 28 baby chicks to the 4 baby ducks that I already posted about. Abigail was heartbroken after hearing Sophia and Bella tell her all about the chicks, and so after school yesterday, we all went back to the Aders so that Abigail could get her turn to see the baby chicks.

I was heartbroken to hear that my runt (the first one that Valerie put in my hand – what a great first experience – it kind of convulsed and pooped on me) had died in the night…Valerie gave her a proper burial by chucking her over the back fence into the BEYOND at the beginning of our walk. Later, I realized that we should have at least given the runt a name before we disposed of her…as an afterthought I would like to affectionately call her Chicken Little.

As you heard in the video, as of yesterday at 3:00 the chickens had no names. Me, being the animal lover that I am, can not let any living thing go nameless. Valerie’s sister gave her the idea of painting the baby chicks toenails to help her differentiate them while they grew.

So, yesterday, every one of the chicks got their toenails polished (Abigail was a great help with this task) and a name….here they are:

1- Mary (she is calm and peaceful like the Mary’s in the scriptures)

2- Janice (she is loud and annoying, like Chandler’s ex-girlfriend on Friends)

3- Deeny (she was an escape artist just like Hoodini)

4-Henny Penny (she is a gold chicken with silver nail polish – she had to be named after money)

5- Strawberry (she is a sweet chick with red nail polish)

6- Diana (gold chick with purple nail polish – Purple and Gold were my HS colors and the Lancers were our mascots – we named her after royalty)

7- Big Momma (she is one big chick)

8- Angelina ( she had pink nail polish with feathers stuck to her toes, she is named for the ballerina)

9- Jo (she’s the little tomboy)

10- Shaniqua (she’s the black chick)

11- Frances (she’s got the French manicure)

12- FloJo (she is black, fast, and has fancy silver nails)

13- Whoopi (black and full of life)

14- Dora (the boys named her – she’s got a spot on her neck, totally irrelevant)

15- Jemima (another black chick)

16- Addie (she’s a crazy chick we added the I E to the A D D)

17 – Decrescendo (when you pick her up, she’s really loud, and then she quiets down)

18- AnnaBelle (she tried to eat Valerie’s hand)

19- Molly (she wanted to get back in the pack with all the other chicks real bad, we named her after all the other Molly Mormons that we know who are tryint to keep up)

20- Jane (she was just a plain old not exciting chick)

21- Ruby (the boys named this one)

22- Ginger (she pecked some red nail polish onto her beak and it made her look like she was wearing lipstick – we named her after the Gilligan’s Island star)

23- Fiona (she had bed head and was real grouchy- we just liked the name and thought her characteristics were in sync with an hogre)

24- Dorothy (she’s got a dot on her beak – we named her after my Grandma who hated to be called Dot for short)

25 & 26- MaryKate and Ashley (they’re identical twins)

27- Lucy (she got the sparkly nail polish, so we named her after a stripper – I wanted to name my Bella Lucy so badly, but my mother and another friend both told me that Lucy was a name for a stripper – I don’t agree but it ruined the name for me. But, HA, I showed them, I now have Bella and an adopted chicken named LUCY..and everyone LOVES LUCY)

Thanks for the memories Valerie! I cannot wait to keep painting toenails every Friday. And, I also can’t wait to get farm fresh eggs for real cheap!

A Tennessee Spring

These pictures are for all of you to enjoy (and be jealous, if you will)!

But, these photos are especially for my anonymous naysayer who thinks that I am a Utah snob.

I remind you all that I am 2/3 California, 1/6 Utah, and 1/6 Tennessee.

But, I can’t wait to be mostly Tennessee…I love it here.

How can anyone NOT love Tennessee in the Spring?
I dare to say that there are not many more prettier places throughout the country, during this time of year.

Now, August in TN, with all it’s humid glory, that’s a different story.
Stay tuned for the dogwoods…they aren’t out yet. And, FYI, if you plan move to Tennessee, you better learn the name of lots plants and trees, or YOU will be the ignorant one. Everyone here knows so much more about nature than I do.

But, that doesn’t mean that I don’t enjoy it or appreciate it! Because I do SOOOO much!

Here’s my version of Spring mixed with one of my favorite hymns.

For The Beauty of the Earth

For the beauty of the Earth,

For the beauty of the skies,

For the love, which from our birth,

Over and around us lies,


For the beauty of each hour,

Of the day of the night,

Hill and vale, and tree and flow’r,

Sun and moon, and stars of light,

For the joy of human love,

Brother, sister, parent, child,

Friends on earth, and friends above

For all gentle thoughts and mild,

Lord of all, to thee we raise,

This our hymn of grateful praise.