This is for Misty

Misty has been wanting to see a picture of Alex, so here he is. Dave thinks he looks like a frog when he smiles like this. I think he looks like Dave, so take that for what you will.

Trip Down Memory Lane

First of all... our weekend started with a trip to the Scandinavian Festival. Being that our roots are Danish, it's always kind of fun to do that. It was quite rainy and I accidentally deleted the good picture of all the shops. There weren't as many "Scandinavian" Festivities this year, kind of disappointing, but still fun.

This is a picture of the Stage, there was this band playing (again I was delete happy) and I LOVED them. They were a bunch of old guys, but they sang some really good classic rock songs. It was fun. I actually knew and like them all.

Then on Monday, Nic, Dave, the kids, Mom and Dad and I went out to Tooele and Erda. We went to the Tooele Cemetery to see Grandma and Grandpa and put flowers on thier graves. I love this picture cause although some might think this dis respective, not our Grandparents. I'm sure they loved it.
Here they are, Dad's parents. Good old Juney bug and Kemo. I sure miss them. Notice (well maybe you can't see) but they got married when they were 17 years old. No wonder Grandpa acted the way he did and gave Grandma so much grief, he hadn't yet matured. I will never forget when I asked Grandpa how he proposed to Grandma he just said "I didn't! I was understood!" LOL! Totally Grandpa!
Here is Nic and her kiddos. They really liked the cemetery. Keili even asked Grandma where the doors were (she wanted to see where they were at, to get to where they were). CUTEY!!!

I love these pictures cause they are just chillin'.

Okay, this is super cute. You know Grandpa, she loved pine cones and loved to collect the beautiful in nature and take them home, much to Grandpa's grief. Grandma always doubled up her fist and threatened Grandpa and got her way (my hero). Someone (we think Aunt Wendy) had put some pine cones in the dirt here for Grandma. Miley saw them and found a little baby sized one and is putting it the dirt. I thought, Man... Grandma must be so proud. Here's a little Grandma Juney in the making.

Dad throwing Miley up in the air.

Dad thinking he's done. Miley protesting and wanting more. You'd think Dad would learn, you can't throw Mo in the air once and be done.

I put this one in because notice the pine cones lined up in front of the head stone. Davey, Keili and Miley left those for Grandma. CUTE, and a tear jerker. I have to tell you, I didn't add the picture but Keili kept seeing flowers on people graves that had tipped over. She went around and picked up all the flowers that were tipped over. Cute huh?

Okay, next we ventured out to Erda to the old house and neighborhood. It looked so different. A LOT smaller than I remember. Here is the east side of the house where our big swing set/clubhouse Dad built us WAS.
Our house is grey now. Wierd. And they took out the mound of flowers and trees in the front. There is a fence there (you can't really see), OH.. and the big pine tree on the east side of the house was chopped down (sad).
WHAT THE.... they took out most of the side grass. And there is a big rig barn in the way of the barns and horse arena. It's so weird and hard to see someone change what feels like you home. It's saddening to see. It almost feels like someone is wiping those memories away. It is crazy how many memories came flooding back this weekend. Things I had forgotten.
Next... look at Tooele High School. It is so different. They tore down our Tooele High and built this new and improved one. But still, the memories.... It is super nice though and a lot bigger. IT's just kind of heartbreaking to see things change. I hate that kind of change. GO BUFFS!!!
When we left we took the back way through Genola (which I fell in love with and wish there was a single farmer/rancher around my age that would marry me there) and came around the north west side of Santaquin to our house. It was so BEEE-YOOO-tiful! I loved it. This picture in no way shape or form does it justice. I will go on a bike ride out there and shoot some better pics so you can see why this is my dream place to live. This picture is a field of orchards.

Anyway... it was so much fun, and I loved the trip down memory lane, even though it was sad to see everything change, such is life. Life is about change and handing over the things of our pasts. I wish it was easier to do though. I sure love Tooele valley. Nic, Dave, and I all agreed that it feels like home when you drive into town. Nothing has ever felt like home like it does when I go out there. I love it so much!!!

What happens when Tahnee is bored?

Well, it's friday night, and Nic, Davey, Mo, Alex and I are sitting in the living room. So... Mo walks in with this flag and is spinning it around. Of course, because I'm bored my mind starts to think extra creatively. I think... hey, that's kind of funny. So... this is what transpired. THe funniest part was Mo kept trying to steal the flag before I got the picture taken. Davey got this bright idea to slide it down his pants, and MO... yanked the sucker out, in a quick motion which had to have scraped the crap out of Davey....LITERALLY. LOL! (Sorry if that's obscene, but it was too funny not to share). Nic and I were dying of laughter. Needless to say, after that I repositioned it in a more appropriate place.

Angels and Demons

Okay, so... not last night, BUT ... the night before that. I was peacefully attempting to fall asleep in my bed (okay, I may have been watching an episode of Roswell at the time too), when 2 little...Angel children came to Tahnee town for a visit. Namely: Keilers and Mosey Mo! Keili... in her "I'm so cute and sweet and irresistible" way of being said... "Can we watch your movie with you?" Now... picture her saying this with her little head tilted to the side, and a soft voice. I couldn't resist the cuteness. So I said yes and they climbed into bed with me. I thought it was so cute, our three heads on my pillow under the covers, so I grabbed my camera. BIG MISTAKE.
What happened next...
was what I like to call The Attack of the Demon Children , and the following pictures display quite nicely why...
(it was like the flash of the camera zapped them igniting a tremendous jolt of energy and I was the bouncing board)

Okay... this one is the cutest Mo picture EVER!!! How could this be a demon child you ask? KEEP GOING...

This is Mo about to bounce herself right off my bed... all I could picture is broken something or other, so I attempt to grab her... successful of course (chock it up to those amazing biceps).

This picture, I thought would be so cute cause she climbed up on me, straddling my stomach. See that face? It's not nice, and it may look cute, but...

No... This is what transpired. She began jumping up and down, REPEATEDLY on my stomach. It was funny, but see her face? She is gritting her teeth TOGETHER. Why does one grit their teeth together while engaging in an act like this? NOT TO BE CUTE, I can promise you that...it's to attempt to bounce AS HARD AS YOU CAN, and as high as you can. Oh... and while I was focusing on the pain my stomach felt from repeated jolts (and a wet diaper), she head butted me... thus turning my focus from one pain to another. LOL!They climbed under my covers, it was like a tornado happening.

Again with the bouncing...

I think I may have lost some hair that night, and suffered a few bruises. But... here is Keili...in all her glory. I'm pretty sure she knows how cute she is.

You can't see it yet... but this is Keili under attack... one second after this picture, I had one Keili knee in the face... it's like she's a freaking cat, and I'm her jungle gym. (notice the gritted teeth... see, under attack)

So I try to get them under the covers and realize... AFTER I LOOKED AT THIS PICTURE, that MO... was calling someone ( can you please look at how proud she is of herself-LOL)... I hurried and hung up.

It might look like I am trying to bite her... but... NO, she is trying to pry my teeth, gums and all, from my very mouth, with her thumb nail. LOL! I said "MO... those are real teeth man... they aren't glued in!"

The next thing out of my mouth was... "Okay... Tahn has to get some sleep, SOOOOOO... this party is O-VER!!!"
OH... and I should add... that I said that about 5 times before helping them off the bed.


Then... PEACE...
Okay, it was actually fun and kind of silly, but I really did get knee-d in the face, my teeth about pryed out of my mouth, about 4 attempts to see if my stomach could actually shoot out my body by repeated slams from Mo's behind, and I could go on and on... but I love the little rugrats. And okay, they aren't really Demon Children. They're stinkin' cute!!!

The tale of the Ho-er

So... let me tell you about my night. You see this thing? It's not cute, or pretty, or pleasant, even though kids think this sucker is a dang flower, it is NOT. It is a dandelion from L. It is not a flower. It is the by-product of the forbidden fruit. And if you don't believe me... Just wait...

Because this "pretty flower" will soon turn into this. And you see those things flying off? SEEDS!!! And you know what they do? They create more. These are like hamsters in the plant world. HAMSTERS!!! They multiply like it's going out of style. Like it's their last dang chance... like every blasted day is their last dang chance to multiply.

And we all did it when were kids... THIS... we did this,

and now.. after I dug tons of them out of the grass last night, I thought... I bet people wanted to kill us... every time we picked one of these and blew it... thinking how cool it was... the neighbor was probably creating a voodoo doll with our name on it. I helped Dave and Nic last night by digging these out of the grass. And really, I didn't mind cause I like to do work at night cause I sit on my rump all day at work, but man... these things are a pain. And, the sad thing is... even though I got them all out, there are more birthing in the ground as we speak. SUCKERS!!! And, Nicole made fun of me last night cause my thumb was doing spasms after using the hoe on grass. I'm not very good at it. Dave said it looked like I'd been golfing on the lawn. Next time I might just do some golfing practice. I'll tell you, who needs a punching bag when you can dig dandelions out of the ground. It was like I had a personal vendetta against each and every one. When I first started I said to Dave "Where's the hoe, Hoe?" LOL!!! So of course then we proceeded into this banter calling each other a hoe for a few minutes. Once I started he came over to "inspect"... I said... "Hey...I'm I good Ho-er". And then I busted up laughing and bent over cause I couldn't stop, you know, thinking I was so funny and all. Get it? Ho-er is like saying Hore with an accent. Anyway... that was my night.

Don't pop your blood vessel on my desk...

SO... about, um... 20 minutes ago, this man comes up here to Kathy's desk (pictured below, she is home practicing tomorrows sick voice, so she isn't sitting there-sorry) and kind of clears his throat so I know he is there. He is just standing there on the other side of the counter, and the following display takes place:

Lovely Son of God (LSOG): Is kathy here today?
Me: No, sorry, she is out sick.
LSOG: Hmm... sick. Well, in January I called kathy and told her that I had a projector that I needed picked up. I explained how we no longer needed it, and she said that she would send someone up that afternoon to retrieve it. I told her I would place it in the elevator lobby closet on our floor, and she said that would be fine.

Lovely Son of God then pulls this thing out from under the counter and SLAMS (not nicely placed, this was a full on slam) it on the counter. Imagine the loudest slamming sound you can and look at the size of this thing. I was shocked! And... can I ask the question: Was he trying to hide if from me for effect? Cause he sure waited for the punch line to slam the sucker on the counter. I hope he wasn't putting too much thought into this on the way down to our floor.

LSOG: So... I'm delivering it to you guys, so call whoever you need to to get this where it needs to go.
Me: Okay (shock, jaw drop, shock... BAD WORD mustered in head, more shock!) Thank you. Have a good day. (LSOG already gone)

Thank you? Have a good day? What the.... Hey, I may have been nice and loving, and said those things, but let me tell you... if he could have read my mind... his experience with me would have included a few more colorful words. BUT... since how I am a LOVELY Daughter of God, I would not sink to his level. Sheesh man! Get a grip, it's not that bad. I'm sure the closet got over it A LONG TIME AGO!!!
This is where I sit there after he walks away in my own shock and silence not able to believe that Lovely Son of God just treated even Lovelier Daughter of God... ME, in such a ... um... LOVING way. He dented the freaking counter. Then after about 30 seconds of no sound at going by, I wheeled my chair back to see if Jesse was in his office, and he was so...

Me: Jesse? Um...
Jesse: Yep, there ya go. Welcome to the Church Office Building.

LOL! Sad, just plain sad!

The Hour Glass Door

Okay, I had to pass this along. I got this REALLY GOOD BOOK the other day. I'm about half way through it, and it's a page turner. I was told that if I liked Twilight, I would like it. So... I got it. I love it. There are no vampires, but there is still mystery, romance, and intrigue, plus a little good vs evil. Here is what is written about the book:

"His past. Her future. Can love bring them together in time? Abby’s senior year of high school is going according to plan: good friends, cute boyfriend, and college applications in the mail. But when Dante Alexander, foreign-exchange student from Italy, steps into her life, he turns it upside down. He’s mysterious, and interesting, and unlike anyone she’s ever met before. Abby can’t deny the growing attraction she feels for him. Nor can she deny the unusual things that seem to happen when Dante is around. Soon Abby finds herself drawn into a mystery whose roots reach into sixteenth-century Florence, and she uncovers a dangerous truth that threatens not only her future but the lives of those she loves."

We're all in this together! (and other stuff too)

Okay, so... I will start by telling you of a bad habit I have gotten in to. It's not really a habit at this point, but if I'm not careful, it could become one. Jen and I both like Diet Mt. Dew. We occasionally walk across the street, (or jay walk depending on our level of obedience and ... adventure at the time) to the corner market and get a drink... like this (below). Well today, as I put my glass under the O so amazing Diet Dew and filled it, I pulled my cup out so that the foam could go down, I noticed the syrup running out. It was like a continuous stream of diet dew syrup (YUM) I contemplated sticking my head under the sprewer thing, but... that may have crossed the line from casual drinking, to full on addiction- or so it would look. I didn’t’ know what to do so of course I stuck my cup under the thing again. I pushed the button, didn’t stop. I was like “JEN!!! Look at the machine!” We started laughing and were like “OH NO!!!” Jen hurried and filled her cup with ice and pushed the button to get her drink, it still didn’t stop running. The lady runs around the counter to try to fix it and it was spraying ALL OVER HER. Jen and I felt so bad. I was like... "Hey, you're be smellin' Dew all day". Well, after us, she had to resort to putting the "Out of Order" sign on the thing. I say... "we got there JUST IN TIME! Phew!!! That was close!" LOL! Poor lady, she was so sticky and wet. When I got back and told Leland I was waiting for him to tell me that it was some kind of sign that I wasn't supposed to be drinking the stuff. Jesse tried to take care of that by handing me a paper the other day listing all the soda pops and other drinks and the amount of Caffeine in them. I just handed it back and said "I don't want this. I prefer to live in denial!"NOw... moving on... Can you please look at this envelope? Yes, this is a for real envelope, mailed to my friends Jen's hubby, Cam. He gave it to her to give me. They told me I couldn't sell it on Ebay. Although I am not a Jacob fan... I think this is REALLY COOL. I had no idea that this tribe, or place even existed, OR that they existed together. Cam and Jen delivered a pool to the tribe a couple months ago, in La Push Washington. How cool are they? And... they went to FOrks and Jen bought a Cullen crest t-shirt at a store there. I want to be Jen. LOL!
Now.. the amazing RACE for the Cure. I loved it. Although, like Rustin said, it should be named the "walk for the cure" cause there wer 20.000 people there, it was still tons of fun and I love when I get to do stuff with Rustin and Sarah.
Okay, I have to tell you... I love Sarah's parents. They made me feel so included. SO did Sarah's aunt. I just love them. When I got there they gave me a hug. I saw Sarah's mom's shirt after she hugged me. It said "I'm indestructible... remember. ~Rhonda. As I saw it, I felt so emotional. In case you didn't know, her mom (Rhonda) has breast cancer, which I went to the race in the first. To support her, and Sarah. I was so glad I did. We all got a shirt just like hers. There were so many people there. And a lot of survivors. The pictures below were from the survivor parade after the race. I left my camera in the car along with my phone, so I didn't get any other pictures... sorry. On the way home I turned on my High School Musical tunes and the first song I listened to was "Breaking Free", I starting listening, and it reminded me of Sarah's Mom, and I was singing along and started to cry. Then the next song was "We're all in this together", and I pretty much lost it during that song. I just think Sarah's mom is so strong. And it's true, that's how I felt that day, that we ALL are in this together. Even though I don't know her that well, I loved her so much that day. We are all in this together. She has such a good attitude about this. I just admire her. ANyway... that was amazing 5k day. I will do it every year from now on!!!

How about this lady in her stiletto's. You go girl!!! I wonder if she walked the whole thing in these. That would be impressive. She is a cancer survivor.
These guys... were really in this get up (those are really pink underwear over their pants. I can't remember the writing on their rears, but whatever makes them happy I guess.

What does this look like?

What does this look like, I ask you?

Now, I get that it's not the greatest of pictures, but still.
So , last night, I went for a run/walk for about an hour, then came home to eat some grub. I wanted to turn on a little Food Network to watch while eating (makes sense, right). Well, I couldn't find the remote. I looked everywhere... even under the couch cushions. When I picked up one cushion, this is what I found. A snake skin! Now... imagine my eyes popping out of my head, a lump in my throat, thousands of things running through my brain, and an ALMOST complete loss of bodily fluids (both 1 and 2). Of course, I imagined the skinless snake waiting for me in my bed so that it could devour me. As I took a closer look, to my sheer relief, it was just fabric from the lining of the couch. PHEW (hand across forhead)!!!!!

Just some funny memories

These are some funny pictures a friend sent me. They're like 9 or 10 years old I think. This is my friend Amber. She and I used to do some funny things. We worked to together at this store. We may have goofed off sometimes. I also own a picture of us karaoke -ing on the PA system in the store after hours. And... we brought our bikes in the store and rode around. LOL! I was the night manager at the this store at the time. I think my work ethic has greatly improved since then. It was some GOOD TIMES!!! I love Amber. I just got back in touch with her again after all these years , thanks to Facebook. She just lives in SL and works like 3 blocks from me. It's great! She is one of the funnest friends I've ever had!!!! Oh... and yes, that's duck tape, and a forklift.

Oh C-R-A-P!!!

Um... you see this? I was listening to some stuff at work today, and someone came over to talk to me so I pulled my head phone out of my ear.
Does this look it's MISSING anything?Yeah... IT DOES!!!

(ignore the fact that my ear is ELF shaped- thank you to myself for taking this up close picture and revealing such a flaw)
The freakin' thing got stuck in my ear. It's not like I was trying to reach my brain tubey thingy's with it. I just put it in. This presented quite the dilema. I mean let's be honest... I'm carrying A LOT of valuable information in this head of mine. I mean, we're talking things people would kill me for just get access to. I had to get it out. But... I had to get it out without others noticing. (Keep in mind, This was not as tricky as the time I had to put my slip on at my desk- now that was... um, let's just say I'll never do that again.) I won't tell you how I got this thing out. Just know... I got it out without any PERMANENT damage.