The Good, The Bad, and The Unphotogenic...

Like the title says we had family pictures last night up my Father-in-laws restaurant.
As my brother Erik always says, "Taking pictures with kids is HARD!!!" My sister-in-laws
sister Kat took the pictures. She did a fantastic job. Here you go!

Twilight Game Night

Say what you may about Twilight. I like the series. I think they're entertaining. Not Pulitzer Prize winning literature, but they consumed me when I read them. I was out of commission for 3 full days. Luckily, those days were a Friday, Saturday, and Sunday. :D

At WalMart the other day I saw a board game and decided to to buy it.

I have a friend. Kelly Sansom. She's just as obsessed as I am. She also has an Etsy site here. She designs and makes twilight inspired jewelry. Cute stuff, check it out if you like Twilight.

So, we are throwing a Twilight Game Night on the 23rd. And I am so excited!!! Okay, that's all. Nothing exciting to post other than that.

The kids are doing well and have not contracted Swine flu.

Midnight Cutter

No, this title does not refer to what you might think. I have compulsive tendencies. One of these is to randomly cut and color my hair; MYSELF. It started one week before my junior prom. With the "help" of my sisters we cut my hair and my sister Beth's hair. We both ended up looking like boys. Beth actually looked good.

Really.

I cried before my prom because I hated my hair.

You would think that after a traumatizing experience like that I would only let trained professionals touch my hair. Nope. You would be wrong. It's like an addiction. It's a rush to take the scissors in your hand and just start hacking away. Last night was a night like that.

*I also must mention that I was born with an unusually large amount of hair. So, you could take a weed whacker to it and it would grow out in a week. I need a new hair color. I'm thinking blond; they have more fun right? Or maybe just higher salon bills because they have to go in more...

The big one.

It was the big one.

Both feet on the middle bar of the bike, screaming down the hill toward the cul-de-sac.
It looked like Ethan was going to make it after the first jump, but instead went straight into the curb on the other side and wiped out.

Shredded wheat on the knee.

Luckily, after some coaxing I got him back on. He did a little improv acting to get the picture, but it looks like it just happened. Don't worry I didn't make him pose while he was in pain just to get a good blog picture. It's all cleaned up. :)

Dwight

Anyone heard of Dwight Yoakam? Although Buck and I aren't huge country fans, we do love honky tonk music. That old-time country that is heavy on the steel guitar and less on the dramatics of a big show with fireworks and the like. For Bucky's birthday we spent Saturday night over in Wendover at the Peppermill Concert Hall. Watching Dwight. In obscenely tight pants. It was REALLY fun. It was fun to be out without the kids and just doing whatever we wanted. We played a bit of Blackjack and managed not to win or lose anything. Which is better than I can say for 90% of the people who leave there! Happy birthday Buck!

Here and Gone....

My brother Keith came into town Wednesday from Mexico! When I showed up at the airport to pick him up I parked and went racing down to the baggage claim to find him(he has no cell phone so the task seemed impossible). I looked everywhere and realized that I was in the wrong terminal so I hoofed it over to the other one and didn't see him there either. I was starting to get nervous. But, then again, I always get nervous when things don't work out right away...

SO, I head outside and see Keith crouched over in a hoodie looking freezing.

"Keith!!!" Apparently not Keith. It's some Norwegian looking dude.

Looking, looking, looking. See another guy kind of turned away from me.

"Keith?" Two strikes. Not Keither either.

I'm getting pissed. But then through the fog I see Keith way on the other side of the cars. Finally! Does anyone else get this panicky? I felt like I had lost a child. Except this child is 6'3" and weighs 200 pounds.

We had fun. Well, the kids and I did anyway, I'm sure Keith was like, "Get me outta here!"
Anyway, here's the rico suave...

Miracle Frooties

Has anyone ever heard of this??? There's a miracle fruit that grows in West Africa and when eaten covers the taste buds and makes sour things taste sweet. Well, having a weird/adventurous husband has it's pros and cons. I'm not sure which this is. :D Bucky ordered the pill form of this Miracle Fruit and we had a party with it. They have videos on YouTube about tasting parties and suggestions for food to try. We invited the in-laws, Nick and Jo, down and Alyssa was here as well. We gave the kids half of a tablet, which I was sketched out about. BUt it was FUN!!! Here's the table of food we tried.

Here's the reactions!!!