Wash Your Mouth Out With Soap!

This is what I get for raising a smart-aleck... Bridger taught Brig a rude word. Not a swear word, mind you... just a word that I really didn't want Brig screaming out during Sacrament Meeting, you know? So, Brielle comes running in and tells on Bridger & before I even have a chance to react, Bridger walks in, laughing. He's holding the bottle of dish soap and says, "Sorry Mom! I'll get this one myself!" Then he proceeds to dump a big old blob of dish-soap on his OWN tongue. It was like he was swigging a soda pop! ~ And then he started BLOWING BUBBLES!!! As he's laughing, the bubbles are popping rapidly out of his lips! No matter how stern I tried to act, we were all laughing within seconds. How is this a punishment, I ask you?

37 and counting...

Last night ~ or should I say 'THIS MORNING' ~ at 12:01 am, Brooklyn and Kenna came in to my bed sang me happy birthday! They are super sweet! I'm looking forward to a quiet day while everyone is at school to simply DO NOTHING! We have a birthday rule at our house that you don't have to do chores on your b-day, and I've never actually done it. This year, I'm gonna MILK it! :)

Our Family Just Grew By Two!

Te-Yu Lin or "Danny" from TaiwanAnuwat Budda or "Noo" from Thailand

Bridger, Kenna, Danny, Brielle, Noo, Brooklyn, & Me

Danny on the drums, Noo on the Guitar, Bridger rocking out the vocals! Brooklyn just looking cute.

Oh, we've had such a fun thing happen to our family. We got Foreign Exchange Students! Danny is from Taiwan and Noo is from Thailand. They are hilarious. They've been in our home now for almost 2 weeks, & it has been non-stop laughter. They are so fun. Their sense of humor is amazing & innocent. Our kids are loving having "big brothers". They are helpful around the house & actually get my own kids to work by jumping in to clear the dinner table or take out the trash (without me asking them to. WHAT? They are awesome!). Anywhoo ~ they've only been here a short period of time, but we've already had a dance-off in the basement (holy crap, they are good!), gone 4 wheeler riding (now that was scary! :)), Tony took them winter camping in a snow cave, rockband tours (Okay, they can run both the foot pedal AND the drums at the same time. How on earth? That is impossible!), etc. We've played lots of crazy games, & recently learned thru the game "WhoNu" that Danny secretly loves Fashion Magazines & Noo is scared of Unicorns! Unicorns?!? Really?! hee hee! You'll have to tease them both about those... In fact, we took them to the mall in Pocatello, & a photographer walked up to Danny & asked if he could take pictures of him for a "Face of Pocatello" campaign. How awesome! Who knows. Maybe he'll end up BEING in one of these American Fashion Magazines someday!

All my kids just love them, especially Brig. Danny & Noo will chase him around the house or play hide & seek with him or just talk to him & make him laugh. It has been such a blessing to have them move in. How lucky we are to have these guys join our family for the next 3 months! Tonight, we are going to Salt Lake to hit a Jazz game & even though they are Koby Bryant fans (gag, hiss, puke!) they promised to cheer on the jazz since we are playing New Orleans. I'm excited that my nephew, Andrew, will be there with them so they don't get lost in the crowd! We will also hit Temple Square & meet all the family of mine that will be in Utah for the game. I think they like us right now, but maybe the masses of people in my family will scare them off! :) We are glad they can be in our family for a short time. We just love them!

TIC TAC TOE

You've GOT to check out my daughter, Brooklyn's blog on the sidebar. She has this fun version of Tic Tac Toe that you HAVE to try! Who knew it would have so many fun levels! And PLEASE, if you play it, leave her a comment. She wants to know who is playing it. Thanks!

Lice!

Okay, let me start with this: WE DON'T HAVE IT!

Last night, I think I truly lost my mind. No joke, Tony looked at me like I was a retarded dork. I was, but let me back up & explain why...
See, I've been subbing at the grade school for the last 3 days & yesterday at the end of the day, the school secretary comes into my classroom & hands me a note that says, "Someone in your class has lice." WHAT!??! Immediately, I started itching. Clawing myself is more like it. "Who?" I begged. Then here's the DUMBEST part: They won't tell me! I'm sitting here teaching 22 students who are all 6 years old. I'm tying their shoes. I'm zipping their coats. I'm fixing their barrettes when they fall out of their hair. I'm getting hugged every two seconds. And they WON'T tell me who to avoid? RUDE! And not in a RUUD way, I might add... I was so bugged. But luckily not "bugged" in a lice way.
The secretary informed me that a nurse would be coming in tomorrow to check EVERY ONE'S head, including mine. Oh, the humiliation! The horror! What if I had it? I was SO SCARED! Anywhoo~ when I got home from the school, I ran STRAIGHT into the bathroom. I took off all my clothes and refused to put them into the dirty hamper (if they had lice on them, it might SPREAD!) I stripped all the blankets & pillows off my bed and did a 3 hour sanitize cycle in the washing machine. Yes, I said 3 hours. On HOT. That had to cost an arm and a leg. I got in the shower (like THAT would really help) and washed my hair again and again and again. When I got out of the shower, I didn't want to sit on the couch in case I had it and it might spread to my couches. I wouldn't sit on my bed in case I had it and it spread to the wonderful mattress I have on my bed. I refused to make dinner in case it was on my hands and I accidentally fed lice to my family. Or worse, what if I ATE IT?!? In fact, I tore the basement food storage area apart and found a plastic shower cap. I figured that if my head were covered in saran-wrap, I couldn't spread it. I was a MESS! Tony had checked my hair as soon as he saw my frantic stripping act in the bathroom (I know what you are thinking, but no, the whole lice thing kept him from liking that moment...) & told me I didn't have it, but I was too paranoid to believe him. But amidst his laughing, he did manage to sneak a picture of me on his cell phone with my head all wrapped in a plastic shower cap. I'll DIE if it ever gets out.
Okay, so fast-forward to today. First thing this morning, they hauled everyone down to a supply closet and took everyone in, one at a time, and checked heads. I was SO RELIEVED to find out that NO ONE HAD IT! The kid that had it was home (there were several kids absent, but I think my detective work figured out which kid it was...) & won't be allowed back for 7 to 10 days or something like that. Oh, I'm so incredibly grateful we didn't catch it! And if my picture ever shows up of me in a plastic shower cap, I'm TOTALLY saying that it is my brother, Ben, since we look EXACTLY alike when I have no make-up on and my hair is short! :)

Here's the promised slideshow from Brielle's Birthday weekend!

Brielle's Baptism!

We had SUCH a great weekend! Brielle turned 8 years old on Sunday and we had lots of family come up to see her be baptized & support her. She was all smiles all weekend!

I wanted to post a slideshow of everything that went on ~ From the baptism to the Rock-Band-Fest to the Basketball shooting to the Birthday cake that we tried to light the candles on the burner in the kitchen at the church since we forgot matches ~ (Bishop, forgive me for that one. Or maybe if I do it a few more times, they'll release me from my Relief Society calling! :)) but I can't load my dang pictures still from my camera. Someday I'll get a new one, I swear! Until then, just know that my little Ellie-Lu was a pure ANGEL! Thanks to all who came. She has good family who traveled far, good friends who traveled not far, and good church leaders who make her feel important. Thanks all! And Brielle, don't go yelling at me again when I wake you up for school. You JUST got baptized, & these sins COUNT NOW! (hee hee)

Cards...Thank you!!

With this busy time of year, I feel overwhelmed with all the stuff I DIDN'T get done, (like baking homemade goodies for the neighbors ~ wait ~ I don't have neighbors ~ Good! That guilt is gone.) But there is one wonderful thing that keeps happening! CARDS! Thank you, all of you who have sent me Christmas Cards. Especially the picture kind. I just LOVE them! I have them tucked all over into my nifty little card holder. Jen, Brooklyn DID do a fab job taking your family picture at the Oregon Coast. And all you Ross's look like MODELS! Val, your beautiful family is just, well, BEAUTIFUL! Those pictures of the kids are to DIE for! Kally, my little pearly-girl gone and grew up on me! And those eyes... The boys will be mesmerized! Deb, your team-theme is the BEST! Bridger was pretty mad we didn't think of it first. He kept mumbling, "our beach pictures are SO GIRLY!" Erika - it looks like you guys are STILL in Disneyland! Do you lucky dogs EVER leave that place? My kids want to join YOUR family! D... you are looking GOOD, buddy! Your oldest daughter is your little twinner! And do you guys EVER stay home? I think you travel more than anyone I know! Mindy (Gwen), you guys look SO GOOD in black and white! (Course Ken always looks black with his perpetual tan!) Wendy, those boys of yours are little hotties! Am I allowed to say that? I'm speaking for my 7th grade daughters... The rest of you... hmm here's a big sarcastic thanks for the cards! Or lack of... (hee hee just kidding! Now all of you are gonna remind me that I didn't send YOU one either!)
Merry Christmas everyone! Now, go drink a nice big egg-nog for me ~

FIRE!

So, yesterday I'm in the basement & all of a sudden I hear a whole bunch of commotion upstairs. I am a mom, so OF COURSE I can't ignore it, & I go flying up the stairs. Tony is outside on the back deck putting out a fire from a greasy pan. Apparently he started cooking, then got side-tracked watching a football game, & forgot about the pan. Brig was sitting at the island in the kitchen & says in the sweetest little non-emergency, but most admiring voice, "FIRE!" Everyone ignored him for a few seconds while he continued to repeat his amazement, then someone actually looked up to see what he was talking about... And he was talking about FIRE! The pan had fire all the way up past the microwave oven that hangs above it. That's the commotion I heard ~ everyone RUNNING to grab Brig & put out the fire! Luckily Tony was smart enough not to throw water on it (I've seen that you-tube clip about grease fires & water... YIKES!) & so there I am watching him put out our fire on the back porch. What a smart 2 year old! He saved our home from destruction by telling us there was a fire! I've spawned a genius, I tell you! And I'm married to an idiot... (hee hee just kidding!)
So anyway, today I'm sitting there & Brig comes walking up to me with that same innocent yet amazed look on his face & he takes my hand & says, "Wanna see my fire? I made it myself!" Panic mode hits! I mean, I'm BELIEVING this kid, now! Remember, he saved us just a day earlier?? So I pick him up & yell, "Where?! Where is the fire?!" & this adorable little guy leads me to the HUMIDIFIER he had turned on in the bedroom. You see, it makes FOG... but it looks like SMOKE coming out the top of it, so he thought he had made a FIRE! Relief! No Fire! Just this cute little kid who thought he had made a fire because he had seen smoke. Oh, he melts me...

Spilling Family Secrets!

The 1st grade teacher at the school called me last week because her father had passed away, & she asked me if I would take her class all week. I did, & I think I spent most of the week laughing my buckets off! Kids tell family secrets. Funny things... & they don't even realize they are being funny!
There was this one little guy that I'll call "L". L sat by me & stuck his pencil into my armpit & asked if he could see in there. I laughed & asked "why?" & he said he wanted to see if I had short little hairs growing in my armpit like his mother has. Hee hee. L also told me that he likes to make "armpit farts" & asked if I can do it. I told him that I used to be able to when I was younger but I can't do it anymore. He nodded his head, like he understood something that I honestly didn't get, then he told me that his big sister used to be able to make armpit farts, too, before she started wearing a bra! I decided that this kid could sit by me anytime, cause he kept me in a good mood when all these other little grubby kids were tattling or picking their nose... When it was time to have the kids write their own sentences using the word, "mom", L's sentence went something like this, "My mom says hell." I started laughing so hard, wondering if this sentence was allowed at school, when L came walking up to me and said, "My mom also says S-H-*$@! That night after school, I was talking to L's mom, and I told her the funny stories. He was absent the next day. I wonder if she was just worried about what he'd tell me next! Hee hee!

Listen... I'm Creaking!

I feel like an antique table that creaks every time you put something on it. This body is creaking, I tell ya! Is that even how you spell "creak"? I mean, if I spelled it like "creek" that would be water, right? Who knows. All I DO know is that last week, my new friend, Liz, started teaching weight training at the church on Tuesdays & Thursdays. I've desperately been wanting a gym membership with the long, cold, Bear Lake winter right around the corner... but Bear Lake HAS NO GYM! So, I get on these pathetic spurts where I'll do my own workout around the house while Brig dangles from my legs, thinking it is a game. Needless to say, my workouts never work. And I quit fast. Well, I'm real proud of myself, 'cause I've made it TWICE now to the church to Liz's workout. And that is where the antique table comes in. MY BODY CREAKS!!! She beat me up so good that with every step I take, I swear I can hear my muscles cussing her out! I have pain in places I didn't know there were muscles! I hate her and love her all at the same time. I figured that this is my chance to get my bootie back up where it belongs, so if my body must yell at me every time I move, I'll just have to ignore it. Tomorrow is the next workout. I hope I can get up to go. My motivation is Liz'a stomach & arms. If I dream about them, that doesn't make me gay, does it? Hmmm... Maybe I shouldn't say that out loud. Some things should be kept to ourselves. But those who know me also know I have a talking problem & no matter how hard I try, I can't shut up. So, on that note, I guess my poor aching body has the right to keep talking thru all this pain. No pain, no gain. Get out your microscope, folks! If you look real hard, there IS a muscle growing!

The Waterboy...

So, Sacrament Meeting turned out to be a tad bit embarrassing for me. Tony was just called to be the new Young Men's President last week, so they asked him to speak in Sacrament Meeting yesterday. Brig (my 2-year-old sprinter), had to be taken out of the chapel at the VERY beginning of the meeting because he likes to go visiting... very loudly I might add... every single bench in the chapel. So anywhoo~ Kenna had taken him out & I was sitting there quietly enjoying the nice meeting... then it was Tony's turn to speak. Tony got up and was doing a fantastic job of relating the game of life to the game of football. He was talking about how Heavenly Father is calling the plays & the Savior is our quarterback, running the team. We are all on this winning team yada, yada, yada. It was really good. He was really relating to the young men with this whole football analogy. Little did I know that Brig ALSO heard Tony's voice from the depths of the hallway where Kenna was letting him do VROOM VROOM up and down the corridors with his toy jeep. Brig took off for the chapel, following the sound of his daddy's voice, & Kenna snagged him before he got in the door. She sat him on her lap to listen to daddy's talk. Then he pulled a Houdini & apparently (according to Kenna, it was shear MAGIC that he escaped), jumped off her lap and took off for daddy! I didn't even know they had come in until there was this adorable little sound of prancing feet as they RAN (told you this kid was a sprinter!) to the front of the chapel! I just FROZE! I mean, seriously, I lost all spine I previously had & just sat there paralyzed! The giggling begins from the congregation. I throw a quick glare to Kenna for letting the little devil loose, & she is just hiding down in the bench, as if that somehow HELPED the situation. So Brig is on the stairs near the podium, smiling gorgeously to everyone. As he's standing there melting everyone's hearts, I'm mouthing to one of our Bishopric members (the one that Brig LOVES) to tell him to grab Brig. So, we've got Bro. Lauridsen in this "grab the wild baby" stance, Tony trying to keep on giving his talk, Kenna's still being a big coward and ducking down REAL low into the bench, the congregation is now OPENLY LAUGHING (can't they even PRETEND to stifle it?!?!) & Brig decides to sprint across the entire stage! He's so fast! Bro. Lauridsen misses him. Daddy misses him. The HORROR of it! I finally found my backbone & stood up and walked up to the stand (hoping & praying the whole time that my presence wouldn't spark another baby- race past the Bishopric) & snagged him by the Sacrament table.. Then I had to turn to the laughing congregation & walk, red-faced, out the door & into the hallway. So much for my husband's nice talk being reverent or anything... We decided that with all that football talk, Brig thought we just needed a waterboy!

Plum diaper! Yummm...

My beautiful new friend, Heidi, & her family

Last night, my friend, Heidi, came over for an impromptu dinner & playnight. It was so fun! her little son, Sam, had been eating plums all day long, & then he had a stinky, rotton diaper happen! Heidi changed his diaper in their van, then ran kids to soccer, & came back to my house, forgetting about the diaper. Shortly after that, I had to pick up my kid's from volleyball, & since her van was blocking in my Excursion, she told me to just take her van. I jumped into her van (the one with the stinky plum diaper still in...) & ran to pick up Brikenna & Brooklyn. After we got back home, Heidi realized that diaper was still in her car & was HORRIFIED that her van probably reaked. As she started to apologize, Brikenna walks in on hearing only a portion of the conversation, and pipes up, "Your van smelled GOOD!" Ha ha ha! We laughed our heads off! She LIKED the smell?!?! What?!? Kenna is NEVER gonna live that one down!

My poor baby!

Oh, my poor little Brig! Today we were getting ready to go for ice cream after Bridger & Brielle's soccer game. As we were walking to the car, one of my kid's friend's was carrying Brig, & she stepped into a TRENCH that Tony & Bridger had been digging (it's a long story WHY they were digging a trench... so we'll just leave it at that~) and they both FELL straight onto the hard driveway! Brig's head was bleeding like no other (you know head wounds... they are scary cause they bleed like a siv!) & this poor little gal thought it was her fault. Plus her ankle got hurt pretty bad when she fell in the trench, so she was crying, Brig was crying, & I wanted to join them both out of panic! We ran inside the house, and Tony had just left about 2 minutes earlier to go to the hills to get firewood for the winter. Kenna called him in a crying panic, telling him that Brig's head was bleeding all over. I'm at the kitchen sink trying to get a cold cloth onto his head & see how bad it really was. This sweet little friend was sobbing & apologizing over & over. Tony comes BARRELING into the driveway & I just hand Brig over to him. (Once he gets the truck stopped...) There was blood drips all across the kitchen tile, the driveway, & down my clothes. It looked pretty dang gross. Brig is such a little toughy, though, 'cause as soon as we got him cleaned up, he just sat there, excited that I was going to give him MOTRIN! ("Yummy orange Motrin! I LOVE orange Motrin!") Ya'all should be glad I don't have access to my own computer & can't load any pics on this, cause you probably would've seen the trail of blood thru my house & my poor baby's disgusting head! Count your blessings. I know I already counted mine!

CRASHED!

Okay, so my dang computer crashed last month. I had SO MUCH to say, too! I mean, with an incredibly fun & busy summer, I was all ready to give you all a slide show of the Oregon Coast with my sister, Jen (I've never personally seen such beauty! Cliffs & waves... reminds me of the creation straight out of a temple video..) But I can't. See, all those wonderful pictures are lost in hard-drive land. My Christmas card picture of my kid's silhouettes on the Oregon Coast ~ GONE. My handsome little hottie nephew, Justin's Sr. Pictures ~ GONE (Good thing I had already made HIM a disk of them all!) Our fun visit to Utah for the Salt Lake Bees Game ~ GONE! All our Bear Lake escapades ~ GONE! First day of school pictures, I CAN'T EVEN load them! ARRG! I am helpless!

So, lessons learned when you have no computer:
*When the computer tells you that a fatal error is occurring & to please turn off the computer immediately, BELIEVE IT! After all, let's be honest, computers ARE smarter than us.
*When your friend tells you to just break down & PAY for virus protection, it isn't because they have a brother's cousin's boyfriend's neighbor that works for them & will make a buck off you...
*Credit Card companies who no longer send you paper statements DON'T CARE when you can't make a payment on time 'cause you can't get your e-mail, or passwords... In fact, I'm pretty sure they all went out to Disneyland on the fees & charges I just got slapped with!
*Bill Gates needs to come over for dinner & fix my stupid junk of plastic that I call a computer that has taken hostage all my perfectly beautiful pictures in it! And maybe he'll leave me a house for a tip...
*The library SUCKS when you have to blog from it. I mean, they won't let me hook up my camera to it so I can post pictures on my blog...
*Librarians are probably laughing at my expense. I like our librarians, but come on! Who can't resist making fun of idiots who don't have virus protection...
*I can't even think straight to make anymore reasons why I need a computer. The smoke coming out of my ears is blocking the monitor anyway.

Wow! I can type with a vengeance when I'm mad! I just re-read this post & thought about deleting it all, but then there would still be no post for my blog. I guess you'll all have to read this & remember that my demons momentarily came out & hopefully I can find some computer geek somewhere to fix this.

The Campbell Family Reunion

The Whole Fam-Damily!

Tawnja, Jen, Brenda, Tiffany, Karmen, Debbie, Mom, Papa, Ben, Keith, Joel, Me, Tracy, & Val

We just got back from my 4 day Campbell Family Reunion at Albion School. It was such a great time! I think the best one so far... & every one of my brothers & sisters were there this year! All 12 of us! We had a huge water fight (the brother-in-laws targeted us poor women. I think they were liking the idea of a wet t-shirt contest...), played family Fear Factor (Ben & Keith served Asian missions & brought lots of gooey CRAP! It was AWESOME!), we had huge blow-up water slides, a Talent Night, a pool, a hot tub, our pyromaniac boys blew stuff up (apparently spaghettios fly the farthest in a big bonfire... & then they went for a 4 am dip in the pool in their skivvies), oh my heck, what DIDN'T we have??! I was sad to see it end and now I have to wait one whole year to see all my adorable nieces & nephews again!

Here's Bridger gagging down an oyster. At first, he challenged Keith to eat it which meant that if Keith ate it (and Keefy ain't scared of eating ANYTHING!) then Bridger HAD to eat it. No backing down ~ No spitting it out. Well, Bridger changed his mind & decided to just try it. He's a manly-man! He popped it in his mouth and a few gags later, he had it swallowed!
Tony is the next video, and he's totally not faking here! His gag reflex is SO sensative! He rolled the dice & had to eat SQUID IN ITS NATURAL INK! He thought he was going to chuck it up on everyone, so he took off away from everyone, continuing to gag while he tried to swallow! He said that when he bit into it, the ink just shot out into his mouth so absolutely disgustingly that he wanted to spit it out.. but he had to be a manly-man like Bridger. This was so funny! Aren't we morbid to laugh so hard while people gag & try not to barf?!?!


Here's Brikenna gagging down a "preserved" (that simply means it is old & rotton!) duck egg! She was having such a hard time swallowing it, but then everyone kept telling her not to choke on beaks & feathers, which was even more hilarious because that grossed her out even more! It took her long enough, but she finally did get it down after a few full-body convulsions! Oh, this Fear Factor is going to be a new tradition! What a hoot!!

Sweet, Sweet Summer!

Jen & I
Jennifer, Holly, Sherilyn, Me, Janice, & Amy (& a few babies:))

The aftermath...

I just don't care to be on the computer at ALL right now. I mean, we are FINALLY warm outside, & there is no chance it heck that I'm staying indoors to blog. I've got a good 9 months of that coming again when October hits (sickening, I know...). So, this week, some of my friends and I got together & hit the beach. TWICE! HEAVEN! I swear, Bear Lake is the most relaxing & pretty lake out there. The shallow water goes FOREVER & I can literally lay there & talk to my friends without worrying a BIT about someone drowning!

Ahh, but laying out all day has it's drawbacks. The sunburn. I have a LOVE/HATE relationship with sunburns. I LOVE getting them & then I HATE peeling for the next week.

For the rest of you out there sitting in 100 degree traffice in a city... ha ha ha! This is paybacks for all the times I PRAY for a mall to be built here & you are out shopping in one! This is even-stevens for all the times you are outside in March while I'm still holed up in snow. This is my 3 months of rejuvenation! You'll all be laughing when our stupid snow hits before Halloween is even here, so for now I'm allowed to gloat! Yeah Bear Lake! I'll be back there as often as possible! It's only a 15 mile drive, & I am SO THERE! NOW, don't you all wish you were me? (That's a first for ya, huh?!?)

Fear Factor!

Above, Kenna is sticking her hand into the barf-bag for Fear Factor...

Brooklyn ~ plugging her nose because the smell was so nasty!

So, Girl's Camp was a blast, & I could go on forever about it, but I don't have time, so instead I'll just quickly tell you all about our camp Fear Factor. How hilarious! Peggy Jacobson, our YW President, brought all this grossout crap. There was fake barf, fake blood to drink, goat's milk, oysters, sardines, anchovies, catfood, & pigsfeet. I can't remember if there was anything else or not. All I know, it STUNK at our camp that night! And we had a herd of girls surrounding us, watching, laughing, gagging, & even attempting to eat it. It was a HOOT!

Kenna was one of them that participated. She was eating crap, and I couldn't watch, so I had to walk away. I was gagging just like when Bridger sucked that raw fish-eyeball out of the socket last Thanksgiving! Again, I had to walk away...

So, in a couple of weeks is our Campbell Kid's Family Reunion. I've asked my brothers, Keith & Ben, who both served missions with Asian cultures, & they are going to head it up for our reunion. Keith just e-mailed us and told us he thought there was an Asian market in SLC with edible bugs (like cockroaches) and pig's snout that they'd check into getting... I sure hope he's kidding! Either way, I can just see Karmen's husband, Brian, telling all his young nephews that it'll make them "manly-men" to eat it ~ just like he did when the eyeball-sucking took place. Oh! Can't wait to see what this reunion holds in store for us!

Girl's Camp

I SO feel like I've been neglecting my cyber-friends & family for the past few months. I mean, I'm not leaving YOU all comments like I should (come on, I know half of you are out there cussing me..."I'M not leaving her a comment if SHE isn't leaving ME any!!!" :)) so I just thought I'd take a quick second to explain why before I need to up and finish the next project. See, I'm the Camp Director for Girl's Camp in my ward, and camp is next Tuesday. So I've been real BUSY. Oh, we are gonna have a BLAST! The sad thing is, Cordie and Lea ~who I now blog with and who both live out of state from me now, as well as my perfectly fab sister, Tif, ~ were my YOUNG WOMEN the LAST time I was Camp Director! That was 7 years ago. I was pregnant with Brielle at the time (Remember girls? You all were so concerned that my "P-nut" was okay. Several times we had to stress the "t" on that word, because the other campers thought we were being naughty... hee hee. Nope, not naughty, just pregnant & sick with my baby named "P-nut". ) Anywhoo, this is me with the Young Women's presidency in our ward, Alisha Perkins, Debra Jacobs, and Peggy Jacobson. We are wearing our camp shirts. I made them. The girls wanted football jerseys, but they were WAY too much money, so I made these on my computer. Pretty close to a jersey, & they have BLING! I think they turned out FABULOUS if I say so myself.

Do any of you out there have any fabulous ideas I can steal from YOUR girl's camps? I think I've got great stuff planned, but you never know... someone out there just might give me something fab I haven't thought of. Let's hear it ladies! (I'm always into the mischievious & I'm a bit of a rule breaker... Remember when we mooned everyone at skit night 7 years ago? Hey, we had long johns on, too! Go Camp Ammon!)

A Little Excitement for Montpelier...

Brielle, cell-phone in hand, taking pictures to send her aunts. She was SO excited!

You can see Tony & Bridger on the far left of the screen... riding the "steel horse"...

This is how pathetic we are. Obviously we have a real desperate need for something to do. Small towns are good only up to a certain point. What am I talking about? Just look closely at the pictures. Yesterday, Tony & Bridger got on our "steel horse" (our 4-wheeler for all you city-slickers) and helped move cattle with a friend of ours. Where did they move it, you might ask? RIGHT THRU THE MIDDLE OF TOWN! ON THE HIGHWAY! They even had a police escort! (Three police, to be exact. Lights going and all~) And guess what? That was MORE excitement than this little town has seen in a LONG time! People were stopped all along taking pictures. I was one of them. Of course, I knew they were coming because Tony called me from his cell to give me the "we are in town now" heads-up. ( I didn't want to sit out in the freezing rain, waiting for cows, you know?) Hundreds of cows, mooing and walking. Doesn't SOUND very exciting, but really, it WAS! Little Brielle was with me, running up and down the sidewalk, excitedly taking pictures on my cell-phone to send to her aunts. Like I said, we are a bit pathetic.

I think I should dedicate this post to my cute cousin, Camille, after her post about branding sheep & biting the... well... I don't want to be vulgar... I want to keep my G-rated blog... you'll just have to read hers to know what they were biting off... but anywhoo ~ here's to the country boys out there! Thanks for a little excitment on a rainy & dreary day!