Posting pictures. Lots and lots of Pictures...

I'm so behind on posting that I don't even know where to start.

I should probably go all the way back to before Memorial day, when TJ graduated from preschool, and both he and Peter had an end of the year program. That's when my digital camera was suffering from a bout of being drowned. (It's recovered now, thank Allah). So, I took some mediocre pictures with my $3 disposable. Good job TJ and Peter!

And of course, TJ's karate belt test. He tested to his Green belt. We're so proud.

The disposable also had a few pics from my concert.

Do I look bored in that picture? We were rehearsing before the show.

Spence (I mean Elder J) and me

And one of me with Bryantman in Indy.

I've learned the hard way, how grateful I am for blogging, and that some of my valuable memories have been preserved on the interent. Because almost ALL of my pictures were lost when my computer crashed. I am devastated. So, I'll be posting A LOT more pictures from now on. Just for the simple act of backing them up on the internet.

That said, I finally got around to looking up my marathon pics. I'm sad to say how much fatter I look in these pics compared to last year's marathon pics. Don't believe me? Just look...

Okay. This is me running the 2008 Ogden Marathon. That one below is me sprinting to the finish line. I look strong. You can even see my leg muscles. (I really like that picture).

Okay, now this is me running the 2009 Ogden Marathon. My legs are obviously bigger.

And this is me "sprinting" to the finish. You have to admit, I kind of look special needs or something. What's with the pigeon toed spina bifida pose? (No offense intened to people with special needs , spina bifida or pigeon toes)
and sorry, the pics are small. I stole them from Zazoosh. I'm too cheap to buy pictures of me looking fat and retarded. (again, no offense).

Saying no offense clears you from any liability right? It's like you can say the rudest thing in the world, but as long as you say no offense, it's meaningless, and the person can't feel bad. Right? Same goes with "just joking."

Okay, moving on.

KJ had her end of year first grade program last week. By then, my camera was working, so of course, here are some pictures. She was so stinkin' cute!

Here is KJ with her teacher, Mrs. H. She absolutely LOVED her. She was a great teacher. She's moving to 5th grade next year, so KJ is hoping to get her again in a few years.

Friday was a pretty crazy day. Besides being the last day of school, it was Peter's 4th Birthday. I know! Can you believe my baby is 4? How do the years go by so fast? So, we had lots of fun activities planned for Saturday. First, we met my sisters and cousin at the park for a picnic lunch. (My baby sister is in town from OK. Can I just say, I am totally in love with her twin babies. I took a pic of me with them on my phone. I'll have to post it later, I don't have picture mail.) After we got rained on in the park, we headed over to the last-day-of-school party of the century at Motherboard's house. That girl knows how to party!

That's TJ in the upper right corner in the yellow. That's MB for letting me steal your picture!

Next stop we took Peter, and some of her friends to Chuck E. Cheese for a birthday party. Reminds me why I hate throwing birthday parties. HATE it. Mostly just babysitting other people's kids. They annoy me. (Again, no offense, to other people with kids). Peter seemed pretty happy, although she was terrified of Chucke.

After the party, we took the fam and our friends' family to the Bees game. C gets the suite through work, so we partied it up. I don't know if I've mentioned before, but I love baseball. It's my favorite sport! Bees finally won 6 to 5 in the 11th inning (that's like double overtime for you non baseball people) Then there were fireworks after the game. We told Peter they were just for her birthday. I think she felt pretty special.

Okay, so then Saturday, Motherboard and I headed down to the Covey Center in Provo for the Marvin Goldstien concert. I'm so glad I survived the drive down, what with MB's whining about being carsick, and the back seat driving. Seriously, you've never experienced back seat driving until you drive with MB in the car. (No offense MB. Love you!!)

There were all sorts of "names" there. Kirby Heyborne MC'd, Kenneth Cope, Jessie Clark Funk, Daniel Beck (who, it turns out, I knew in college, and he remembered me!) and lots of others. We saw Anne Bradshaw, and after overcoming starstruckedness, I got up the nerve to introduce ourselves. She was just lovely. I was so glad to have met her in person. Kirby Heyborne, was hilarious, and told MB what a great job she did in the audience. MB didn't miss a beat. She's quick and witty like that. I was so star struck, I was a stammering fool. Which leads me to the highlight of the night. I walked up to Marvin Goldstein, and tried to tell him how much I enjoyed the show, gave him a copy of my CD, and told him I'd love to hear what he thought. I was a blubbering idiot. I was so nervous. MB was totally laughing at me. Luckily, I had given my camera to MB beforehand, and she had the presence of mind to ask him for a picture with me.

In retrospect, I wish I'd gotten more pictures. Oh well. The concert was amazing. I loved every minute of it. I had mixed emotions as an artist. Part of me was dying to get up on stage and perform with so many amazing musicians. And part of me was humbled, and I found myself wondering what the heck I'm thinking trying to break into a business where there are already so many talented people. What chance do I have?

Yeah, it was a pretty wild week! I've got more pictures, but I figured this post is getting pretty long. And I'm starting to stink, because I haven't showered yet, because I thought I should sit and elevate my foot, because I rolled my ankle at the gym today. And by golly, it really hurts.

Bye.