Thursday, April 30, 2009

The Fire Dance

So yesterday all the missionaries stopped by. It was the six month mark for a few of them. I didn't know this, but I guess it is a tradition to burn some ties to celebrate. . .We are always good with a nice bon fire!!! But then I guess some of my family are better with fire than others.
On one of these pictures, look for the fire actually curling around the foot to the front. Where was this child's parents when this was happening you may ask?
Well, I have it on good authority that his father was standing very close by. What was he doing? Was he screaming, "no no no?" Or was he urging this fire dancer on. I also have it on good authority that the other parent was inside. Preparing her seminary lesson for the next morning. What a good person! I am sure you are thinking.

Wednesday, April 29, 2009


So, I am toying with the idea of starting a web-based business and have no idea of how to get a website up and running, especially one that accepts payment. So, if there is anyone out there who can help me, either write it here or call me 484-636-6687.

Ramona, if Erin knows I would love to talk to her.


Monday, April 27, 2009

A picture so cute you would think it was posed!

I went into the boy's room to check on Will. He asked me to lay down with him. I told him I was going to go get my book to read, and to shut his eyes. About a minute later I made it back to find him sound asleep with Hobbes. IMHO too cute not to share.

Sunday, April 26, 2009

Jenna's Song

When Cindy Lynn puts the little kids to bed she sings to them. It reminds me of when I used to sing to Laila when I put her to bed when she was little, which she probably doesn't remember at all!

Cindy Lynn always sings a couple of songs from this Kenneth Cope CD that we have & love. Jenna surprised me recently by telling me that she wants to sing this song in the upcoming primary talent show. I was really astounded at how well she knows it--it's a long and complicated song. I posted this on my blog, but I'm putting it here so that everyone who wants to see my cute Jenna can see her!

PS--This song is called the Bridge, and it's by a Christian artist who's name I can't remember right now.

Wednesday, April 22, 2009

debt star

Not to try and top Val or anything! Ramona, knowing that we are of the Watson Genes, we got your present in the mail late. We hope you will enjoy it, especially with all of the turmoil going on with your construction projects! It should be to you in a day or two!
Those forgetful kids

Tuesday, April 21, 2009

Happy Birthday!

Happy Birthday Ramona! We hope you had a great day!

Only Women will truly appreciate this one.......

ISN'T THIS THE TRUTH ?????? You may need to stop at the women's restroom . . . be prepared! When you have to visit a public bathroom, you usually find a line of women, so you smile politely and take your place. Once it's your turn, you check for feet under the stall doors. Every stall is occupied. Finally, a door opens and you dash in, nearly knocking down the woman leaving the stall. You get in to find the door won't latch. It doesn't matter the wait has been so long you are about to wet your pants!
The dispenser for the modern "seat covers" (invented by someone's Mom, no doubt) is handy, but empty. You would hang your purse on the door hook, if there was one, but there isn't - so you carefully, but quickly drape it around your neck, (Mom would turn over in her grave if you put it on the FLOOR), yank down your pants, and assume " The Stance."
In this position your aging, toneless thigh muscles begin to shake You'd love to sit down, but you certainly hadn't taken time to wipe the seat or lay toilet paper on it, so you hold "The Stance." To take your mind off your trembling thighs, you reach for what you discover to be the empty toilet paper dispenser. In your mind, you can hear your mother's voice saying, "Honey, if you had tried to clean the seat, you would have KNOWN there was no toilet paper!"
Your thighs shake more. You remember the tiny tissue that you blew your nose on yesterday - the one that's still in your purse. (Oh yeah, the purse around your neck, that now, you have to hold up trying not to strangle yourself at the same time).. That would have to do. You crumple it in the puffiest way possible. It's still smaller than your thumbnail ..
Someone pushes your door open because the latch doesn't work. The door hits your purse, which is hanging around your neck in front of your chest, and you and your purse topple backward against the tank of the toilet. "Occupied!" you scream, as you reach for the door, dropping your precious, tiny, crumpled tissue in a puddle on the floor, lose your footing altogether, and slide down directly onto the TOILET SEAT. It is wet of course.
You bolt up, knowing all too well that it's too late.. Your bare bottom has made contact with every imaginable germ and life form on the uncovered seat because YOU never laid down toilet paper - not that there was any, even if you had taken time to try. You know that your mother would be utterly appalled if she knew, because, you're certain her bare bottom never touched a public toilet seat because, frankly, dear, "You just don't KNOW what kind of diseases you could get."
By this time, the automatic sensor on the back of the toilet is so confused that it flushes, propelling a stream of water like a fire hose against the inside of the bowl that sprays a fine mist of water that covers your butt and runs down your legs and into your shoes. The flush somehow sucks everything down with such force that you grab onto the empty toilet paper dispenser for fear of being dragged in too. At this point, you give up. You're soaked by the spewing water and the wet toilet seat..
You're exhausted. You try to wipe with a gum wrapper you found in your pocket and then slink out inconspicuously to the sinks. You can't figure out how to operate the faucets with the automatic sensors, so you wipe your hands with spit and a dry paper towel and walk past the line of women still waiting. You are no longer able to smile politely to them. A kind soul at the very end of the line points out a piece of toilet paper trailing from your shoe. (Where was that when you NEEDED it??) You yank the paper from your shoe, plunk it in the woman's hand and tell her warmly, "Here, you just might need this."
As you exit, you spot your hubby, who has long since entered, used, and left the men's restroom. Annoyed, he asks, "What took you so long, and why is your purse hanging around your neck?" This is dedicated to women everywhere who deal with a public restrooms (rest??? you've GOT to be kidding!!). It finally explains to the men what really does take us so long..
It also answers their other commonly asked questions about why women go to the restroom in pairs. It's so the other gal can hold the door, hang onto your purse and hand you Kleenex under the door! This HAD to be written by a woman! No one else could describe it so accurately!

Monday, April 20, 2009

Sweet cell plan for T-Mobile users

If you've been with T-Mobile for at least 22 months, you can now go unlimited for $50 and $40 for each additional line on the plan. If you're interested, here's the LINK.

Wednesday, April 15, 2009


Don't be too jealous! I'll tell you all about it on Friday!

Tuesday, April 14, 2009

Interesting Site

Maria found this site and was playing on it for about half an hour. She says to make sure you play with the inflation calculator :)

Momma's Little Helper

Instead of taking a nap Will decided to help Jeannie vacuum. This picture was to cute to pass up!

The Lord's Prayer

Sung like it should be sung!

Monday, April 13, 2009

Guess Who Came to Dinner

Uncle Chuck, Uncle Mark, and dad.

When dad told me Friday morning that he was leaving the farm early Saturday morning to fly out of Raleigh I suggested that it would be easier on his body (so thoughtful of me!) if he came and spent the night at my house Friday night, and only had a 1 hour drive (instead of 3) to the airport Saturday morning. I even offered to get out of bed super early and drive him to the airport myself. (Now that is real love!)

Late Friday afternoon he called to say that he was leaving the Farm and would be taking me up on my offer, and that he was bringing Uncle Chuck with him. It turned out that Uncle Mark was the one doing the driving so he came too. They arrived and I fed them a late dinner and we sat and chatted. Uncle Mark had planned to get back on the road that night (to drive back to Utah) but I persuaded him that he could save money by staying and that I had plenty of beds available.

It was such a fun evening. We ate decadent chocolate pie (thanks to my friend Alisyn) and talked and talked and talked. Did you know that there's a theory that FDR committed suicide? Neither did I, but once Uncle Mark hitchhiked with a man who's son had worked for the secret service and saw it. Fascinating! Do you think that Emma endured to the end? I don't know, but there were some strong and interesting opinions expressed. Why did Joseph Smith run for president? Now I know! Did you know that there's some question as to whether or not Barak Obama was born in the US? (Which would change his eligibility to be president.) I do now!

Whatever heaven is like, I hope it includes plenty of time to associate with the people we love...

Sunday, April 12, 2009

Quorum of the 12...

Jeannie found this picture on another blog. This was printed in BYU's paper, The Daily Universe, then quickly recalled. (Read the caption). To make the story even better when Jeannie was explaining it to Kate she said that they recalled the paper because it needed to be repented!

Thursday, April 9, 2009

Random Picture

I just thought I would post this random picture. Can you guess why they are all lined up?

Combination Locks

Subject: Throw away those combination locks You won't believe how simple and easy it is to bypass a combo lock, any combo lock. So You Think You Are Safe When You Using Combination Locks? Think Again! This is just what we need: One idiot kid telling many idiot Kids how to open combination padlocks without tools, skills, Or intelligence required! Just in case you were feeling like You were safe. WATCH THIS! I received the following video and I thought that you might Find it of some use, especially since many of us use lockers Secured with combination padlocks at the gym, locker rooms At various clubs, storage buildings in our back yards, etc.! I wouldn't have believed this until I saw this video. Be Forewarned: If you notice cut up soft drink cans lying around, you Might check your belongings that you had safely padlocked For safe keeping they just might not be where you left Them!

Sunday, April 5, 2009

Will & Hobbes

We bought Will a stuffed Tiger (Hobbes of course!) about 2 years ago. As huge fans of Calvin & Hobbes our family thought it would be cute. This morning Jeannie told Will to clean up a mess he had made. Will told here that he couldn't because Tiger wouldn't help. Jeannie told Will to go to timeout. Will told Jeannie that Hobbes needed to go since he wouldn't help. Will then put Hobbes in timeout.

Thursday, April 2, 2009

Pictures of the "finished product"

FINALLY! Here are the picture of our house, staged and ready.

Living Room (first room with front door)

Living room

Living room looking into newly staged dining room

Dining room from stairs

Main Floor bedroom / Home office

Sitting area in office

Kitchen/Family Room

Pantry (doors finally on)

Just built the self over the microwave

REcognize the "cafe" sign? This is one of my favorite places at the big windows in the kitchen

Upstairs half bath built in

Upstairs half bath (ignore the little pink sign)

Boys bedroom (crib removed - should I take out the recliner too?)

Girls bedroom
Pictures of my bedroom and bathroom are to come. They weren't finished yet.