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Family Pictures

My brother Jacob got off his mission and then two weeks later my brother Justin left to Italy on his mission... PHEW! So what did we do? A family picture with all the brothers and sisters and nieces and nephews... what a blast! I am so thankful for my wonderful family and all their support. They make me a better person... here is just my little family and just wait for the big ones to come ;)




WHY MEN ARE NEVER DEPRESSED:

Men Are Just Happier People-- What do you expect from such simple creatures? Your last name stays put. The garage is all yours. Wedding plans take care of themselves. Chocolate is just another snack. You can be President. You can never be pregnant. You can wear a white T-shirt to a water park. You can wear NO shirt to a water park. Car mechanics tell you the truth. The world is your urinal. You never have to drive to another gas station restroom because this one is just too icky. You don't have to stop and think of which way to turn a nut on a bolt. Same work, more pay. Wrinkles add character. Wedding dress $5000. Tux rental-$100. People never stare at your chest when you're talking to them. New shoes don't cut, blister, or mangle your feet. One mood all the time.

Phone conversations are over in 30 seconds flat. You know stuff about tanks. A five-day vacation requires only one suitcase. You can open all your own jars. You get extra credit for the slightest act of thoughtful…

CASH FOR CLUNKERS..........I QUALIFY - How about You?

If my body were a car, this is the time I would be thinking about trading it in for a newer model. I've got bumps and dents and scratches in my finish, and my paint job is getting a little dull. But that's not the worst of it. My headlights are out of focus, and it's especially hard to see things up close.

My traction is not as graceful as it once was. I slip and slide and skid and bump into things even in the best of weather.

My whitewalls are stained with varicose veins. It takes me hours to reach my maximum speed.

My fuel rate burns inefficiently.

But here's the worst of it --

Almost every time I sneeze, cough or laugh, either my radiator leaks or my exhaust backfires.

Hair Callick or Cowlick

THIS IS BY FAR MY MOST POPULAR POST... WILL YOU PLEASE CLICK THE BUTTON TO THE RIGHT AND FOLLOW ME WHILE YOU ARE VISITING?!

SO a dear friend and I were talking (who will remain nameless, but anybody have to say focaccia?) and I was telling her how Audrey could NEVER have bangs because she has this horrible "Cow Lick". This woman, who is still anonymous, starts laughing at me and says it is "Callick". I was like "no" it is "cowlick"so I called my dad and he reconfirmed her grammar. Being TOTALLY embarrassed (as I usually am when I misspronounce a word... what was that last one? Oh yeah, I thought it was kick in the "grown", but it is "groin"), so I didn't question her. I also then went home and told the story to my husband who agreed with her and laughed at me. I then decided the proper thing to do was to google it and this is where I AM RIGHT! Here you go, all those callick lovers...

The term you want is actually “cowlick”,…

The Challenger Way

You might have noticed that I have been a bit MIA in my blogging, well I decided to go and get a job (okay, so another job, not talking about my fav job doing resumes or my other job as a magnification house-cleaner/mother/wife). I was thinking that my baby is going to preschool and I better find a way to fill my time from 8 to noon... so I applied at the private school Challenger and got a job as a preschool teacher during those times. LOL. Kayley (my roomate from college and next door neighbor) was applying as well and now we are both "that's my school- Challenger" employees. I would say it is everything that I remember, but we are training so all of a sudden I am back in the saddle with a 8 to 5 job, juggling Tyler's last 3 weeks of school, Ben's first week of 2nd grade, and Audrey's last week before kindergarten. Any of my old teaching buddies, I have to say this was MUCH easier when I was single and married with no kids! I am a bit stressed out (especial…