Good TV Night

Yes I watch way too much tv and no I don't care. I LOVE good tv night on Thursdays! I want to be Meredith for Halloween and have Jim sign my cast. Then I want to be Phyllis so when some body is on my last nerve I have the brass to crumple up their "to-do" list and throw it in their face. Really, I wouldn't mind being Angela sometimes, too, so I could get away with being a total beast and saying everything that goes through my head. And for just a brief moment, let us discuss Grey's Anatomy. Really Old Guy? Loved him! Such a bummer that he only got to do one episode. I thoroughly enjoyed when he was "going to die right now" and Blondie told him "that may make you poop your pants, but it won't make you die." Good tv night makes me happy.

The Loganites

It has been brought to my attention that some of my most favorite people are no where to be found on my blog. How very sad! I would like to introduce you to the Mike and Cherie family.

Mike and Cherie.
Cherie is Tim's sister. However, I often feel as though she should be MY sister instead. We relate. A lot. And Mike? He pretty much gives some of the best hugs you can get. Except for Tim's of course.

Megan and Candice.
Can you believe these two sisters are almost 5 years apart!?! Sheesh! Could have fooled me. Megaloo is LOVING high school, I'm sure, and lives it up playing volley ball. And little Miss Candelina is embarking on her 2nd year of college (I have a niece in college!?!) while working a job or 2 or 3 depending on the season and the last time I chatted with her about it. A couple of busy little bees for sure, and aren't they flippin' BEAUTIFUL!

Tyler
Even with all those sisters, this kid is everything BUT a sissy. See the basketball on his t-shirt? That's Ty. A born and bred USU fan and plays basket ball too. He often tries to get away from me when I go on attack mode to give him a squeeze, but eventually I get him. It won't be long before he's taller than me and just takes me down. I'll be in big trouble then.

Heather
This little girl has a heart of gold. She is just the sweetest little thing. The night Tim proposed to me, we went to their house. I showed Heather my ring and her mom asked if she knew what that meant (she was about 4 at the time). She shook her head no and I told her it meant that I got to come and play with her forever and all the time now. She gave me the biggest hug I had EVER gotten from a 4 year old. Such a little sweetie.

I absolutely LOVE this family. The kids are so good with Alyssa, when they're around, I don't even have to worry about her. If my kids turn out even half as well as these guys, I'll be thrilled!

Tim and I have always admired Mike and Cherie. Their relationship with each other and their family is one for the books. I feel so lucky and blessed to know them, and so very grateful for all they have done for my little family.

Love you guys!

September Birthdays

September is always a CRAZY BUSY month in our house. Mostly because when you count all the family birthdays, there are a total of 9 in this glorious month. I say glorious because MY birthday is in September! Oh yeah, so is Tim's.

For Mr Timmy's special day he wanted to go bowling. BOWLING! I hate bowling. It's dirty and germie and gross. Did you know that they have found poop in the finger holes in bowling balls? POOP I TELL YOU! Yucky! But, being the good little wife I am, I packed up my hand sanitizer and extra pair of socks, sucked it up and went. Other than the poop factor, we had a pretty good time. I wasn't even terrible at it. I actually got a strike once!

Now on to the real celebration. My birthday. I'm somewhat of a brat on my birthday, or really like the week/weekend of my birthday. I like things a certain way and to do things when I want to and on my birthday, I really don't budge. Like I said, I'm a brat. Lucky for me, Tim puts up with it and plays along quite well.

I wanted to do something as a family during the day before Tim took me out that night. So we decided to go to that park behind the WJ Courthouse. I had never taken Alyssa there and she loved exploring the place.

We happened to be there during their Health and Wellness fair. They had therapy dogs for people to pet. Lyss usually LOVE dogs, but the St Bernard the size of a horse scared her a little. They had the big bouncy slides and trampolines, which of course the little one insisted she play on. Then there was the helicopter. As soon as Lyss saw it she started signing helicopter just as frantically as she could. She was so excited it was hilarious. We took her over and she got to climb inside. What did she do in there? She found someones apple in a side basket and insisted it was hers.

Pretty fun birthday so far. But remember, the ENTIRE day is about me. Tim told me he had a "birthday surprise" for me and asked if I wanted it on my birthday or later on in my birthday weekend. Being that I like to extend the celebration as long as possible I told him to wait.

Later that night Tim took me to Olive Garden for dinner then we headed down to Thanksgiving Point for the Jon Schmidt concert. LOVE HIM!!! Loved the concert. It was outside in their amphitheater by a waterfall, which was fitting for him. How nice of Jon to put on a show just for my birthday!

After we got home and had the munchkin in bed, Tim asked if I wanted him to go rent a movie for me. I told him not to because the only thing I was in the mood to watch was Season 3 of Grey's Anatomy. Remember that "surprise?"
He bought it for me!!! I have the best husband in the whole world!

(ps, this is one of the many reasons my blog is behind. But seriously, can you blame me?)

Quote of Today

Organization is for people who are too lazy to look for things. A quote that is very fitting for... well... me.

What have I been doing?

Obviously not blogging! We have been way busy the last couple weeks, and I'd LOVE to tell you all about it. However, it it midnight, and I'm tired. So, instead I'll leave a couple of pictures to keep you somewhat interested and I will tell all about my busy September tomorrow.... Ok, so I wanted to post some pictures, but blogger won't let me. I guess he's tired too. So sorry. Have to wait. Bummer.

Desperate Housewives

I found this rather amusing.

Bitter-Sweet

Well, I guess it's official. I was released as the Primary President today. I thought I would be literally jumping for joy, and only part of me is. The part that has been relieved of such a daunting responsibility. But the other part, the part of me that LOVES to be with children is mourning a loss that I can't explain. I was called 2 years and 9 months ago to serve in primary. It was 2 days after we found out we wouldn't be able to adopt a beautiful one month old little girl. I was devastated, obviously. When Bishop Bowcut asked me that afternoon to be the Primary President, I immediately felt that the Lord knew me, knew my needs and was answering my prayers. After I said "Holy Crap!", I turned to Tim and said "All I wanted was ONE baby. Now I have like 500!" It was the best day. I had so many children that I was going to be able to get to know, and watch over and care for. It was the closest thing that I could have at that time to being a mom and I cherished it. I fell in love with those kids. The ones who licked that backs of their chairs. The ones who sang a beautiful vibrato to every song. The ones who whispered and giggled to each other. The ones who could put their tongues up their noses, very talented. The ones who loved to volunteer to pray. The ones who you had to coerce to participate. The shy ones. The boisterous ones. I love them all. I just got a call from little Rylee's dad. He had a story he wanted to share with me. He said they were enjoying some family time and noticed Rylee crying. When they asked her what was wrong she said "I found out today that one of my primary teachers isn't going to be there anymore." They asked her about the teachers that teach her class and she said "No, Cassie!" Thank you to the Mackey's for sharing that with me. I'm going to miss her too! I'm going to miss each and every one of those precious little ones. They made me laugh and cry all in the same day. Thank you to their parents for sharing them with me.