Random 10 Saturday?

I was just too busy yesterday to do my random 10 list. I'm too busy today too, but I needed a time out.

p.s. Thank you Motherboard for saving me from myself last night, and for the GNO!
You Rock!

1. Runnin' with the Devil - Van Halen
2. I Don't Dance - High School Musical 2
3. Wonderful Tonight - Eric Clapton
4. Used To - Daughtry
5. Just A Girl - No Doubt
6. Love Song - Sara Bareilles
7. It's Never Easy to Say Goodbye- Wynnona
8. Uninvited - Alanis Morissette
9. No One Needs to Know - Shania Twain
10. If Tomorrow Never Comes - Garth Brooks

Bonus : This is it - Kenny Loggins

p.p.s. My piano recital is this afternoon. I'm still running around like a crazy person trying to get ready. I should really be at the piano practicing, instead of typing at the computer. (I already helped Kennedie practice today and she's ready. She's so awesome!)
Wish me luck! (and all my students, too)

Love, me

Lost

I was going to write a post about the season finale of Lost (which I watched last night at 1am..because even though I am crazy busy, and we got home at 10pm last night, I still need my wind down time, so I stayed up to watch it)
Anyway, I read this great review...so I'm linking it here, to save me time from thinking up clever lines and typing them out on my own.
Read it if you want.

Throwback Thursday

Yes....I did survive the weekend without my husband...barely. Now, I'm trying to survive this crazy last week of school. Poor KJ. She is so over-scheduled right now. She had so many activities back to back yesterday, she came home at the end of the day yesterday, sobbing, hungry, and exhausted. I don't blame her. She had karate practice, then a dress rehearsal for her choir, then a dress rehearsal for her dance recital back to back. She didn't eat anything after noon until she got home from her rehearsal at 8pm. Poor girl. We will definitely be taking it easy over the summer. Her dance recital is tonight! (Look for pictures, there will be lots!!)
After her recital we get to go to a Bees game with Clint's work people (obviously because of the recital we will be going late) TJ is excited!
I also have a piano recital on Saturday, so it's been crazy trying to get everyone in for a lesson after no lessons on Monday, and no lessons tonight (because of KJ's recital) Everyone else is crazy busy this week, too.
I don't know what I was thinking scheduling a recital the last week of school...duh!!
I will NEVER do that again. For next year, I'm thinking I'll do the recital at the end of April and then just take the whole month of May off. How nice does that sound? I really think that May is more crazy busy than December.

Ok. There's my gripe for the day.
p.s. I may have sold my van....keep your fingers crossed for me.

For Throwback Thursday, I going to go Waaaaaayyyy back to Saturday, May 17, 2008. I know....FOREVER ago! I finally got the pictures from Zazoosh from the Marathon.
Bear in mind, this is really embarrasing for me. There are so pretty dorky looks on my face with I run. Plus, again, I don't pick up my feet. I never realized this until I see pictures. It's weird. I think I actually, literally glide when I run. How I haven't fallen down is a mystery to me!
I'm just guessing, but I think this was around mile 16-18? It looks like it's still in the canyon. The scenery was so beautiful. I've been thinking about going back up and driving the course and taking some pictures.

This was on the running trail in downtown Ogden behind the Dinosaur Park. The last stretch! Mile 22-23, where I realized I was actually going to finish this crazy race, and got emotional.

Wow! She looks really tired! I'm not sure she's going to make it...

Getting ready for my sprint to the finish line. Check out those leg muscles! That makes it all worth it.

At the finish line! I did it! It's over! I survived! Hallelujah!

I've Been Tagged!

Thanks Jen!

A - Four places I visit over and over
1. Karate--between KJ & TJ we go 5 times a week!
2. the grocery store
3. Mom's
4. J&J nursery

B - Four people who email me the most
1. Nissa
2. Laurie
3. spam
4. Goodreads

C - Four of my favorite foods
1. chocolate
2. cucumbers
3. snap peas
4. chocolate

D - Four places I'd rather be right now
1. Indianapolis (with Clint)
2. in bed, asleep
3. running
4. Italy

E - Four movies I'd watch over and over
(chick flicks)
1. 27 Dresses
2. Return to Me
3. Just Like Heaven
4. Rocky I, II, III, IV & V

F - Four Bands/Groups that I love to listen to
1. One Republic
2. Indigo Girls
3. Carrie Underwood
4. Corrine Bailey Ray

G - Four People I'm tagging
1. Jessica
2. Kathryn
3. Kristen
4. Motherboard

Random 10 Friday

I've entered into a special kind of crazy world today. When my hubby travels, it makes me realize just how emotionally unstable I really am. If he ever died, I would come completely unhinged. And that's not counting the massive grief I would be in. That would just be from trying to do this mothering thing all by myself.

I'm really not that good at it. The only reason my children even seem somewhat adjusted at all is because of their father, who really has taken on the enormous job of picking up all my slack as the chronically depressed and more often than not angry crazy lady these kids call Mom.

Last night, Peter woke up at about 11:30, and was all hyped up and crazy until 3:30. THREE-THIRTY AM people!!! No wonder I'm ornery. I didn't sleep all night! After running around trying sell cars and what not today, I'm kind of pooped.
So, tonight, I was trying to get the kids to finish eating/get on pajamas, etc. They all escaped out the back door into the backyard. So, being the impatient crazy person that I am, I came out and yelled at them to come back inside and get ready for bed. As the kids grudgingly marched inside, I overheard my neighbors, who, I guess, were sitting on their deck, and heard the whole fiasco, say my name. So I started listening. I couldn't hear very clearly, but I heard them saying something to the effect of "Sherrie yells all the time"
(Insert image of me with my mouth dropped down to the floor, eyes welling up, heart pounding)
I was completely flabbergasted by that comment. Here I am in my little bubble of crazy world, thinking nobody knows how crazy I really am. And there it is. My neighbors not only think I'm crazy...they KNOW I'm crazy!

I'm mortified, embarrassed, humiliated, (I know, those all mean the same thing, but saying it that many times is necessary)....and heartbroken.
Heartbroken, not for me, but for my poor, sweet, innocent children who have to put up with me. It's really not fair to them to have to be subjected that this kind of behavior...meaning me and my temper tantrums. How completely forgiving they are to me.
Right now, I should be hugging and cuddling them and telling them I'm sorry, but I'm not. I'm blogging.
What a loser....

So, here is my random 10 list...but my heart isn't in it today.

1. Crazy - Gnarles Barkley
2. Still Crazy After All These Years - Paul Simon
3. La Vida Loca - Ricky Martin
4. Casa de Locos - Ricardo Arjona
5. Circle - Edie Brickell
6. Addicted - Dan Seals
7. This Woman Needs - Shedaisy
8. Used To - Daughtry
9. 10 lb. Heart - Chely Wright
10. Dead or Alive - Oingo Boingo

Bonus:
Foolish Games - Jewel

Throwback Thursday

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I didn't forget...I just wanted to report about my crazy day. Now that that's done. I'd like to dedicate this special edition of Throwback Thursday to my loving husband, Clint. If it weren't for you, I would have been committed years ago. You are so amazing, and wonderful, and awesome, and super, not to mention...sooo sexy!!!
Wooh! Ok, easy tiger.
Next Monday is our Eighth Anniversary. And since he'll be in an airplane flying home (safely, I hope and pray) for half of the day on our Anniversary, I just wanted to let him know how much I love him, and how happy I am to be married to such a great guy!
Here is Throwback Thursday, May 2000 edition

I love this picture. It's so candid. I'm pretty sure that Clint was whispering something naughty in my ear, when that picture was shot.


This is at the Blue Bird in Logan at our Wedding Breakfast.


Yes, we cut our cake with a big old butcher knife. Very elegant.


I sang "The Way You Look Tonight" at our reception. It was totally on a whim. I just flipped through the book our band had, and picked one and they played it while I sang.

Another Crazy Day in Shepville

I'm finally posting today. Better late than never.
It's been kind of crazy day. First my husband left for the airport this morning at 4am for Indianapolis. He's there until Monday. They are taking a bunch of customers to the Indy 500. Yes, I would've liked to go, but leaving the kids is hard the last week of school, and I don't have a nanny. Anybody know one? I could use a nanny. Seriously....but that's another topic, entirely, that I could discuss all night.
So, moving on...
Both KJ and TJ had programs at school. Luckily the schedule worked out. KJ's Kindergarten program was first. She was so cute! I'm really proud of her. She has really done well this year at school.

KJ and her best bud, Sydney

KJ and Mrs. Oakes, her Kindergarten teacher


Then we went to TJ's preschool program. Again, he was adorable. He's come a long way this year, and is learning more all the time.
I love watching my kids perform. They apparently didn't inherit my shyness from my childhood. Tyson, especially loves to ham it up!



p.s. Does anybody know how to get a video onto a blog from my camera? I'm dumb, I havent' tried very hard, but I can't figure out how to do it.

Next, we had an extra day of Karate today. KJ's Sensei said she did really great and is ready to test for her brown belt and to move up to the youth/adult class. Wow, Kennedie and I could be in the same class! She's SIX! I think that's just amazing.

Yesterday, my husband came home with a nice little surprise...sort of. He called me up and said he found a car to buy (No, we weren't really in the market). But, it's a great deal, and it costs about what we could sell the van for. So, I came home for karate yesterday and there was a Tahoe in my garage. He bought me a new car as an early Anniversary present. Isn't he sweet?! So, now my van is for sale. Anybody interested?


(Pay no attention to the messy garage in the background)

Back to today...

Then, of course, piano, and a birthday party, figuring out how to pick up the van from the fix it shop (I thought I'd better get the pennies out of the CD player if we're going to sell it).
Crazy, crazy, crazy.

Now What?!

So now that I have posted about running a marathon, everything else seems a little...oh, I don't know...trivial.
I haven't done much this week. My plan, while I rest, and let my leg muscles slowly forgive me for what I've done to them (they're still working on it..I think they're holding a grudge), was to catch up on house cleaning, laundry, more laundry, and then maybe some yard work, (once I'm able to squat again). BUT....
Monday morning I did a big old batch of towels in the wash. And I went to put them in the dryer, and apparently my 10 year old dryer is in cahoots with my legs muscles and it's mad at me too, because it went THPPPPTHTSSS!! (That's how you spell it when someone sticks out their tongue and spits at you) and died. I had to hang the towels out on the deck to dry, and now they're all...stiff and crunchy.

So, Monday night, for family night, we went washer and dryer shopping.
My new toy is coming today.

The only good thing about my enormous mountains of laundry I have piling up, is that they get to be washed in a brand new LG Front loading washing machine!
YEAH!!!!

I DID IT!!!!!!

Well, I did it! I ran a marathon! I actually RAN A MARATHON!! Oh yeah, baby! I still can't believe it, but then when I get up off the chair and try to walk, my leg muscles remind that, "Yes, you ran for four and a half hours and we're letting you know that we're mad at you"
I finished in 4 hrs 28 min. I'm pretty happy about that time. I felt really good the whole time. I went in thinking I would just take it easy. I allowed myself plenty of walking/stopping to go to the bathroom/stopping to eat and drink time, and I think that helped me to run better in between. I even had enough left to sprint across the finish line.
I think it was pure adrenaline that carried me across the last 2-3 miles. As I neared the end, I started getting emotional, and really had to bite back the tears, thinking, "I am actually going to do this...I'm actually going to finish a marathon" That is no small thing to me, people. It's HUGE!!
This is probably one of the greatest accomplishments of my life (besides being a mother, of course), and I will most definitely do it again!!

Here are my stats, if you're interested:

Racer Number 3011 Race Start 07:00:00.000 Overall Place 921
Name Sherrie SHEPHERD Assigned Start 07:06:51.000 Overall Back +02:00:19.22
Home Town KAYSVILLE UT Actual Start 07:08:05.770 Gender Place 315
Age 30 Stop Time 11:36:08.340 Gender Back +01:27:55.83
Gender F Total Time 04:28:02.57 Class Place 73
Class/Division Name Mara F 30 - 34 Net Time 04:28:02.57 Class Back +01:20:49.27
Pace 00:10:13.8 Total Adjustments +00:00:00.000

There were professional photographers there from Zazoosh. When they get posted, I will post them here.

Random 10 Friday

Look at my little countdown thingy up there. 17 hours!!!!! Holy cow...it came fast. I've had little butterflies in my stomach all day. I'm trying really hard not to psyche myself out. Because I really am excited!
By this time tomorrow, I will, hopefully, just be finishing running my first marathon!
It's exciting. Tomorrow I am doing something that a year ago, I never thought I could ever accomplish in this lifetime! It's kind of exhilarating knowing what I'm about to do.
My wonderful loving supportive husband, who is the awesomest in the whole world gave me a gift certificate for a massage for Mother's Day, so after I run, I'm going to get a massage.
Isn't he the greatest? He willingly, without complaining, keeps the kids ALL weekend every weekend for me to run. He takes them with him to go play flag football with the boys on Saturday morning, (which the kids love because they get to play at the park). He's bringing them to the finish line tomorrow to watch me run (after taking TJ to his little baseball/T-ball practice in the morning) and then he'll watch them again while I go pamper myself.
I don't know what I'd do without him. He is seriously so amazing, and wonderful and I just love him soooo much!!!! Mu-wah! (That's me blowing kisses to Clint)

p.s. If you're wondering where all this mushy love junk is coming from, it's because I finally started reading Twilight, the silly teen romance about vampires. But I'm so into it. I know, I'm the last person on the planet to read it.

Anyway, I recently found a book of poems I wrote in high school. I used to write poems all the time...I think to vent, and to get my feelings out when I was frustrated. Kind of like my blogging in the 90's, (only I never showed them to anyone). Anyway, I found this one poem, I want to share with you. It's interesting because I was never much of a runner in high school, so I don't know quite where in my subconscious it came from. But, oh well. Here it is.

The Jogger

A door swings open, exposing nature’s ingredients
A strong gush of wind is blown into a mess of hair
Piled up into a ponytail on top of a head.
Two feet step swiftly down cemented stairs
And, reaching the bottom,
Bounce into a monotonous rhythmic step.
The steps grow quicker, closer together,
Moving gracefully, pounding on the cold, rocky pavement
Tall towers of green, little figures full of laughter
Are left behind in the dust of the quickening feet
A corner is turned, the winds change directions
The feet move faster, the steps pound harder.
A sharp pain arises in the stomach,
Muscles threaten to retire as they stretch further.
A bead of sweat, very sticky, trickles down a cheek.
Tremendous heat and fatigue threaten
To over take the body.
The wind slowly dies away
The steps grow softer, slower, heavier.
Feet drag slowly across the cement
Five steps to climb, muscles writhe in agony.
A door swings open, and satisfaction is accomplished.

And here it is...my random 10 list. I'm cheating a little bit, because I downloaded a bunch of pump me up songs for my race tomorrow.

1. Theme from "Chariots of Fire" - Electronix
2. Ain't Talkin' 'bout Love - Van Halen
3. We Are the Champions - Queen
4. Runnin' Down a Dream - Tom Petty & the Heartbreakers
5. Bicycle Race - Queen
6. Photograph - Nickleback
7. Blaze of Glory - Bon Jovi
8. Crazy - Gnarles Barkley
9. Apologize - Timbaland
10. The Unforgiven - Metallica

Bonus:
Jump - Van Halen

Happy Friday....

Throwback Thursday

I have so much on my mind today. SOOOO much. It's really worth so many posts if I were to actually share everything that I wouldn't even know where to begin. So, I decided to spare you all my pschyco-babble drama, for today, anyway, and just share some scenes from the past. Back when times were simpler, and cares were fewer, when I'd never heard of things like suicide or cancer or depression or insanity. Here's to the old days....


I should've put this picture on last week's post, but I just found it today. Me in the middle with my Dad and Mom. I'm thinking I was 8 or 9?


I was born a chocoholic. I think this was on my 1st birthday, helping make the cake.


My oldest brother Josh, and me. This is one of our many trips to Fish Lake. We took a lot of camping/fishing trips back then. Ah, sweet memories. The back of the picture says 1981. So I would've been 3. I actually remember this trip, I think. Some guy helped me catch a fish, and my Mom says he said I was "cute as hell!"


I'm guessing I was 14 or 15 in this picture, doing what I love most. I wonder why I look so miserable. Judging from the music on the piano, I was probably practicing scales or Hanon or Czerny or some kind of mundane exercise like that. Sorry, I can see it better that you because the original is so much clearer...still haven't figured out quite how to get them to digital status without it affecting the quality.

Hello, My Name is Sherrie, and I am a Chocoholic

Yes. I am addicted to chocolate, sugar, treats, you name it. My little Isagenix diet didn't work to exorcise my sweet tooth. Yes, I do consider it my demon, although I think of chocolate as soooo Heavenly.


This is a regular occurance at our house. Not only do I have the recipe for Chocolate chip cookies memorized, so does KJ. She knows every ingredient, and which measuring cup to use.


She can even crack the eggs all by herself.


And don't forget to taste-test it. Very, very important.

Sometimes we like to change things up a bit, and put in different things. Last week we ran out of chocolate chips, so we just put in cocoa and make chocolate cookies. Today, we had a half a bag of mini chocolate chips, and a half a bag of toffee bits. I thought it sounded yummy!


KJ was Very upset with me that we put in the toffee bits. She's never had them before, and was SURE that she wasn't going to like it. I have THE pickiest eater on the planet. She has the strangest tastes, too. She almsot completely vegan. She won't eat bread or meat, and will eat mostly just vegetables. But I read on Dooce recently that her daughter won't eat bread. So if somebody that famous can't get her child to eat bread, then maybe there's still hope for me. Yes, I can't get Kennedie to try much more than grapefruit and caviar. Ok, she's never tasted caviar. But I bet she's probably more like to try that than Mickey D's chicken nuggets.

But, after a little chat, I got her to try it.


After she decided it was good enough for her, she had to resume her daily ritual of licking the beater.

Usually, we never quite get around to baking the cookies. We usually just eat the dough. I know, some people think that's gross.. Uh, Hello! How could cookie dough possibly be gross? It's divine!


This little scooper spoon thingy is the best invention EVER for making cookies. You get the perfect size and shape of cookies every time!


I am actually baking these cookies this time!


One more taste of cookie dough! Yum!


MMMMmmmmm. Cooooookieeeees!


UPDATE!!!
Ok, ok. Here is our Super-Special-Secret Shepherd Family Chocolate-Chip Cookie recipe. You should all consider yourselves lucky to get this one!

2 cubes butter
3/4 C white sugar
3/4 C brown sugar
2 eggs
1 tsp vanilla
1 1/4 C flour
1 tsp baking soda
1 bag chocolate chips

Cream butter, add sugars, mix. Add egg, vanilla, mix. Add flour, soda. Mix. Add Chocolate chips. Mix.
Spoon balls onto cookie sheet (make sure you use the really cook scooper spoon thingy). Bake at 350 for 10 minutes.

Speaking of Motherhood

Happy Mother's Day to Mom, Sue, and all you awesome mothers out there.
It's been a pretty good day.
For some reason, on Mother's Day, every year, I've gotten in my head over the years that this day is a good excuse for me to be lazy all day. It never works out that way, but I still try every year.
So, KJ, my six year old, usually fights me every morning to get up. I'm usually still hounding her at 8:00 to get up to catch the bus. But this morning she came in a 6:30 am! Seriously? Of all days for you to get up that early, does if have to be today? I REALLY wanted to sleep in. She's pretty independent, but also very social. She's not the type to just be up and chill out by herself. She really needed somebody to "cuddle with her." And of course, it can't be anybody but "mommy." So we got up early today. At 9:30, as I was on my way to get into the shower my dear, sweet husband says, "So, is it too late to cook you breakfast?"

Ha Ha! We have to leave for church in an hour. But, it was a nice thought.
Know this, though. That man has mad skills in the kitchen when it comes to cooking breakfast! I love his french toast. He is THE designated breakfast chef at our house. That means usually we have cold cereal for breakfast (my specialty) and about 3-4 days a year, we get a decadent breakfast masterpiece at Shae Clint. (I have no idea if I spelled that right, but, oh well).

So the Relief Society president asked me to sing a musical # for her lesson today. I was excited because it's been a really long time that I've sung in public, other than ward choir. It reminds me how much I really love to sing and perform. Although, I can't believe I got nervous. Just goes to show how rusty I am. So I sang a song by Hilary Weeks called Who You Are. Have you ever heard it? It's so beautiful and the message is awesome. I'm sure I didn't do it justice, but I really like the song.

That wasn't really supposed to be the topic of my post today. I know, I have a tendency to ramble. Thoughts just fly out of my brain and through my fingers (or out my mouth) in complete chaos, most of the time, so thanks for being patient with me.

The real reason I wanted to post today was that I've been consumed, lately, with the idea of having another baby. Of course, not in the immediate future (I'm running a marathon next week and a relay in June) but after that?......

I have a million reasons to choose to be done having kids. I have three beautiful children, who consume my heart so completely, how could I possible fit one more in there to love? I have worked my little rear-end off (quite literally) to get in shape and get rid of the baby weight. Why would I want to get fat and pregnant again? I'm so out of baby mode, and I'm quite comfortable sleeping through the night, and telling my kids to "go get it yourself" and they do! (p.s. I am a lazy parent...but I have very independent children)

The #1 reason not to do it is because of the severity of post-partum depression that I get. It's gotten worse with each baby. (Thank goodness for the happy pills. If it weren't for them, I can't be sure I or my children would still be alive today) Yeah, it gets THAT bad. You have no idea the kind of crazy I'm talking about. Even my husband, who has always wanted a lot of kids, and has been very open to having more babies "whenever I decide" (isn't he awesome?), has been saying that maybe we should stop. He is very wise. I should listen to him more often. It's that rebellious feminist in me that thinks I need to challenge everything my husband tells me, even though he's almost (keyword: almost) always right.

I mean, my baby is almost 3! She would be 4 by the time I got pregnant and the baby came. That's a big gap! (At least compared to the 20 months between each of my other three--Kennie was just a little older than Baylie's age, when Baylie was born) I'd almost feel like we needed to have two, so that one wouldn't be so left out.

It sounds like a lot of good reasons to be done, right?

Except I have one good reason to want to give it a shot. I just have this overwhelming sense that there is one more baby up there in the spirit world, just watching me, and waitng for his/her turn, saying, "Come on, Mom! You can do it! I belong to you. You need to do this one more time for me!" When the spirit comes on that strong, what can I do, but listen? That doesn't mean that now is the time, or maybe it does. I really need to pray very hard about it. (and go to my doctor to refill my prescription of happy pills) Some may frown on this, but I DO take them when I'm pregnant. I just have to. I hate to think of what could happen if I didn't.

These are my Mother's Day thoughts.
Am I really equipped to handle being Mother to 4 children?

Random 10 Friday

Would you believe that this picture was taken by my 2-year-old? Well, it was! Look at that beautiful sky!

I think this title has a special meaning today. There are so many thoughts running through my mind right now. So, there might actually be 10 Random songs AND 10 random thoughts in this post. I'm pretty sure I have ADD now, too, because I can't even follow everything that's going on inside my head, let alone everything going on in my life!
I am now officially crazy. Ok, I was crazy before. But, I think we can make it official now. Pardon me for navel-gazing. It's just in my nature.

First of all, I have one question. Is it possible to go through puberty twice? I'm not kidding. I really thought that by age 30, I'd be done with the whole acne fiasco. I'd post a picture of me right now, but I'm sure no one wants to see my pimple-ridden face. That's disgusting. When I was 20, I actually took Acutane. (Is that it? Now the crazy lady in my head is telling me that's not was it was called, and now I'm 2nd guessing myself). Acutane is the mother of all acne medications. It does some sort of weird chemical regenerating (again, is that the word I want?) to your skin...basically changes the chemical make-up (no pun intended) to help get rid of acne. It also has some pretty severe side-effects. First of all, it cause crazy severe birth defects. They usually make their female patients take some form of birth control while taking acutane to prevent this unfortunate side effect, but I was so adamant that I wasn't sexually active at the time that they didn't make me take any.
Then I got hives all over my legs. Seriously, it was DISGUSTING, not to mention painful. I couldn't go hottubbing or swimming because whenever I entered the water it stung like the chlorine was eating off my flesh. It looked even worse...my skinny little 20 year old legs were suddenly covered in what looks like cellulite (even on my calves) EEWWW, GROSS!
The worst thing was that it actually made me break out. I actually still have acne scars, 10 years later, from the break-outs I got from taking Acutane.
I heard a couple of years ago, that there was a class-action lawsuit against the makers of the junk, because it was believed to cause severe depression in teenagers.
Hmmm.....maybe I should've joined that law suit, and at least had my happy pills paid for, for the rest of my life.

Are you sufficiently grossed out now? I didn't mean to ramble on so long about Acutane.
I actually think my zits are from running. What? Yeah, I'm a sweater. I sweat a lot when I run. Even in the cold. Maybe I just start carrying some little moist towellettes with me.

I was going to talk about my conversation with my husband last night, in which we discussed all in an hour:
-playing pac-man,
-buying an new flat screen TV to put upstairs so he will actually be home, when he's home(instead of watching TV in the basement),
-my extreme episode of crazy last month,
-what can we possibly cut out of our lives to simplify it,
-should I or shouldn't I keep teaching piano,
-why we shouldn't quit karate,
-whether or not I can actually handle, emotionally, having a 4th child in the near future,
-my running is the reason we don't spend enough time together as a family,
-and How much do you think the neighbors make in a year?

Our conversation wouldn't have been complete without a little gossip thrown in at the end. So there. I tried to sum it up, because I know I tend to ramble.


p.s. The picture is of my little creation from yesterday. I finished my little rock walk-way in my garden. One more thing to cross off the list. What do you think?

Here is my random 10 list for today. Come on and play with me! It's fun!

1. Prince of Darkness - Indigo Girls
2. Gente - Laura Pausini
3. Shot Full of Love - Billy Ray Cyrus (from his "mullet years")
4. Baby, Now That I've Found You - Alison Krauss
5. Most Beautiful - Frente
6. Big Hopes - Ty Herndon
7. I Know Your Out There Somewhere - Moody Blues
8. Blackbird - The Beatles
9. You Could Drive a Person Crazy - Bernadette Peters
10. Conviction of the Heart - Kenny Loggins

Bonus:
Never Saw Blue Like That - Shawn Colvin

Throwback Thursday

Ok, I'm going to try something new today. Last week, my friend, the motherboard, started something on her blog called Throwback Thursday. Every Thursday she will post pictures of her past. I thought I'd start that today, and share a little bit of what made me...Me.
Since this week is Mother's Day, I thought I post some pictures of me as a baby, and of my Mom. Mom must've always been the photographer back in the day, because I couldn't find any pictures of her. So, I'm posting a picture of my parents and my in-laws at my wedding, because I really appreciate my mother-in-law, too.

Except, I tried just taking pictures of my old pictures and they didn't turn out so well. Oh, well.

So, here is it:
Throwback Thursday 1978 edition


This is newborn me. March 1978


Me, 6 months old


1 Year old


I love this picture of me and my Mom. We were camping somewhere, I don't remember. I think this was in 1993


My Dad and me in 1978. Check out those sideburns!


My parents and Clint's parents at our Wedding.


I had to throw this picture in because he looks so darn cute. This is my little brother Spencer. Since I talked about him yesterday, I thought I'd put this in.
Doesn't he look like he came straight out of a Normal Rockwell picture?

It's About Time!!

That's pretty much all I have to say about that....except that last night I decided that Jason Castro must be into some pretty heavy drugs. Does he seem a little loopy? No wonder he can't remember the words.
It's about time he got voted off. Now maybe he can go to rehab...and maybe cut his hair.

So, the song of the day is this "Get a Haircut and get a real job!" by George Thorogood

Rain, Rain, Go away....

I was ALL motivated today. I had it all planned out to go out and work in my yard today. Yesterday, I went to Tri-city nursery and bought a bunch of shrubs and flowers. I got most of them planted yesterday, but had to quit to do piano lessons.
Then, I had to go practice with my brother, Spencer.


This picture isn't great because it's off of Spencer's cell phone. I wish i had a better one.

Can I just tell you....he is a musical genius! GENIUS! The fact that an 18 year old boy has that much talent blows my mind! He's entering this composer's competition for high school students and he asked me to accompany him. He plays the bass...and he's probably the best bass player his age in the state. I'm not even exaggerating (how do you spell that?). He plays in the Davis Youth Symphony, the Utah Youth Symphony, the Orchestra at Temple Square (not to mention the Northridge orchestra). Busy, busy boy. So, he auditioned for a music scholarship at BYU, and of course they loved him and he was accepted into the school of music, except that his ACT scores weren't high enough (although still higher than mine were) to get accepted to BYU. So, they wanted him so bad they "worked it out", so now he's going to go to BYU in the fall.
Can you tell I'm proud?
Anyway, so I went over last night to "sight read" this song he wrote. His competition is tonight. Talk about cramming. Usually both of us can handle sight reading something at the last minute and pull it off (it's called the art of "faking it")
But, Spencer wrote this amazing, but incredibly difficult piece. Neither of us can really play if perfectly. Oh, we probably could, if we had practice it more than one day, but holy cow! One of these days, we'll practice it really good and record it, then I'll post it so you can hear.
Ok, that was a little tangent off the subject.
Anyway, needless to say, I didn't get all of my flowers planted yesterday. So, I was planning on coming out today to finish up. I got all motivated yesterday. So, this morning, I went to this little rock quarry store over by the DMV and bought some rocks to use as pavers to make a little path in my garden, and went Home Depot to look around. By the time we got home, it was pouring rain.
I'm so bummed. Now that it's stopped everything is soaked, so I still can't go out. Talk about a wasted day. Now, I'll just have to clean the house, instead. That's way more boring than working outside in the yard.

So, if I haven't complained enough today, I got home last night, turned on the TV to watch AI, and my receiver had frozen up, so it didn't record! AAAHHHHHH!!!

So, didn't watch it last night.

Children's Museum

Today, the kids and I ventured out to the Gateway and went to the new children's museum, Gateway Discovery with my friend Nissa, and her little boy, Austin and her sister and neice. The kids had a blast! It was a lot of fun, but I was sure exhausted when we got home. All three monkeys slept on the way home.



Inside the helicopter they had on the roof. It think it might've been a real Life flight helicopter with the engine taken out or something. It was pretty cool. This kid jumped in front of TJ right before I took the picture. But, I guess that's how it goes at a children's museum.


Ride 'em, Cowboy!


KJ was the only one brave enough to try this climbing wall. It was huge!, I think it might've gone a whole 8 feet high! Woo Hoo!





Talk about the cutest little monkeys EVER!!


Austin & Abby LOVED playing in the water!

Here's my Random 10 List!

1. But Not for Me - Harry Connick, Jr.
2. Follow You Home - Nickelback
3. How Do I Live - Trisha Yearwood
4. Can't Fight this Feeling - Reo Speedwagon
5. What Time is It - High School Musical 2
6. Emma Jean's Guitar - Chely Wright
7. Pretty Good Year - Tori Amos
8. My Strongest Weakness - Wynonna
9. Baby Mine - from Dumbo
10. Casa De Locos - Ricardo Arjona

Bonus - Atomic Punk - Van Halen