Tuesday, December 30, 2008

Bottom Ten of 2008

A recap of our worst moments of 2008:
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10. Sears' conspiracy to take over the world--one rogue appliance at a time.

9. I get voted worst birthday party planner AND worst costume planner in the history of the universe.

8. Psycho neighbor runs over kids' backpacks...then offers them $12 for their trouble.

7. Numerous injuries occur from Glen's violence prone bike rack.

6. I get declared meanest Mom in the universe by my eleven year old daughter...TWICE!



5. I come to the stark realization that NO ONE looks at our preschool blog...ever.


4. Adam goes on a destructive , insult throwing , smirking streak.


3. Our red-eyed gerbil, Lucy(fer), takes the Twilight series a little too seriously when she joins up with Victoria, eschews her vegetarian lifestyle , and traumatizes our family by eating her mate, Fui.


2. Really, REALLY bad week when two people die, kids get sick, and people get mad at me for helping "wrong".

and #1 worst moment of the year...

1. Ellie sets a new family record...vomiting more times in the last year than the rest of my kids in their whole lives combined. Ugh!



Stay tuned for the Top 10 of 2008 coming soon on January 1, 2009 at 12:01am (EST)!

(Don't forget! There's still time to enter the contest [with new, improved clues])

Sunday, December 28, 2008

Inquiring Minds and Sweet Contest! (new clues)

Inquiring minds want to know:

What did we end up getting Cami after she got over the whole big dog disappointment?

A bathrobe AND a camera...she's excited, but certain of us [namely my first born] aren't so sure that this house really needed another picture happy photographer. :)

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Speaking of my first born...
he got the exact beginning climbing set he'd bookmarked on the REI website and handed us a coupon for.

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Emma really wanted a Baby Alive doll that actually pees, POOPS, and tells you it's stinky, but it sounded a little too much like a dog to me, soooo....
watch out Simon...here comes the latest American Idol in training with her very own karaoke machine.

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Ellie got a cute, cuddly (much cheaper) Baby Alive doll that performs no bodily functions other than incessant cooing and babbling.

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Adam got the only thing he wanted--Lego kits far above my IQ level.

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And from my sister AnnaLisa....a cute stylin' new temple bag that is about 50 years newer than my previous one.
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So now for the contest...

Guess at what mine and Glen's joint anniversary/Christmas gift is...

Some clues:

1. About 15 years overdue
2. It has something to do with numbers
3. The clue about numbers, while true, may be misleading
4. I need a nap

Leave a comment with your guess and your email address (if I don't know you).

Closest guess wins a new copy "Every Day With Rachell Ray" mailed to their house.
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Thursday, December 25, 2008

Holiday Math Problem

What do you get when you add...

five ecstatic children bubbling over with anticipation and excitement...

with eight mismatching stockings (don't get any funny ideas--the eighth one is for Lucy the gerbil)...


throw in a few presents....

and some seriously rollicking times with the missionaries...

and a completely adorable baby nephew who came to visit all the way from Oklahoma (along with his Mom and Dad)...
with some of Grandma Sandy's snowball cookies...
...what have you got?


A very merry Christmas...that's what!!!



Sunday, December 21, 2008

I [Heart] the Mailman

I always like getting the mail, but starting the day after Thanksgiving I become addicted to listening out for the tell-tale sounds of the mail truck coming down the street. I quickly throw aside all the boring bills, catalogs, and ads and head straight for those handwritten envelopes that can only mean one thing....Christmas cards!

You may think addicted is a strong word for Christmas cards, but alas in my case it is probably an understatement. I run to the mailbox as soon as I hear the truck on our side of the street and if there doesn't happen to be any Christmas cards (gasp!) in the pile, I'll go back outside to make sure I didn't drop anything (seriously...).

To me the perfect Christmas card has a nice newsy letter and a fun family picture. I can't help but feel a touch of disappointment when I get a letterless picture or a pictureless letter. I love hearing their highlights of the year AND seeing if I have more/less gray hair than them.

I'm just as addicted to sending Christmas cards as I am to receiving them. I scout my pictures all through the year for the ONE that could be the Christmas photo. I intentionally do not place the possible candidates on the blog or on my facebook page, so that I can keep it the special photo just for the Christmas card.









Which one would you choose?





Then it's time for the letter. It can't be too long. Or too short. Or too boring. So I sit at the computer and ponder, start typing, delete, and ponder some more...until I've got it. I'll do a WANTED poster. Never mind that it is so long I had to use a legal size sheet of paper...as long as people don't submit my 'novel' to one of the worst Christmas letter ever lists then I'm good.

With the photos and the letters all done, I then forgo all sleep, exercise, and vegetable and I sit with a plate of Christmas goodies (preferably toffee) and I write, write, and write some more. I handwrite the addresses, personal notes, and address updates. And I love it.


[Not on my list yet? Don't mind receiving boring novel-length letters? Leave me your email and I'll add you to my list.]

Thursday, December 18, 2008

Does This Mean We're Getting Old?

There are some of you out there that probably still remember us looking just like this...totally young, dirt poor, and in love!




Fifteen years ago today we were starting our life together in the Denver temple...




since then we've been through thick...



and thin together...



I'm grateful for each day of those fifteen years. I love you Glen!

Wednesday, December 17, 2008

Seeking Sage Advice...

Calling mothers and fathers everywhere...I need your help!

Exhibit A: precocious eleven-year-old girl who knows what she wants in life:

Exhibit B: The Christmas list:

Exhibit C: My personal philosophy on dogs:

She's too old for toys, too picky to let me choose her clothes, and surely would be highly disappointed in only a bathrobe and fuzzy slippers as her only presents. I'm at a total loss.

Any words of wisdom for a poor confused mother would be greatly appreciated....

Sunday, December 14, 2008

The Curse of the Evil Bike Rack

Looks innocent enough, eh?
Watch closely what happens when taking groceries out of the trunk...


Out of sight, out of mind...
Doo de doo de doo...just SLAMMING the trunk shut.


"AAAAAAH!" Where the heck did that come from?



Oh the pain!

The agony!

My shoulder, my head, my arm!

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True story FIVE times over!

The victim four of those times...ME! Don't tell me...I know I'm a slow learner.

The fifth victim...my poor, unsuspecting sister Kristina who left our house with a big enough bruise that California social services accused me of beating her up (I told them not to worry and that I haven't done that in like 20 years or so).

So after all this violence I'm issuing Glen an ultimatum...either he starts riding his bike or that evil contraption is OUT OF HERE!

Disclaimer: All actors were semi-willing participants who would never have agreed to pose under normal circumstances, but since they felt a certain amount of guilt for the pain and agony suffered by the poor, innocent camera woman they decided it was the least they could do to humor her.

Thursday, December 11, 2008

Finally...I'm Famous!!!

My whole life my name has been misspelled, mispronounced, and rather maligned altogether. I grew up with a little bit of a complex that I could never find anything personalized with my name. I would obsessively check every keychain, mini license plate, and necklace rack wherever I went in hopes that somehow instead of the racks filled with Heather, Jennifer, Lisa, and Kimberly merchandise I would magically find that some buyer had happened to order the 786th most popular name that week instead.

Alas my secret wish has never come true, but it's okay. I'm totally over that.

Do I still check those racks now and then just in case? Uh, of course...and I fully admit that I would still totally buy whatever it was I found, even a shot glass, just to satisfy my life-long desire.

However, I did feel a little smack of satisfaction this week, when I did find my name in print...right with the name Kim.


Never mind that it was on a 2nd grade math worksheet. I'll take what I can get.

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

What's that blur?

Holy cow! What was that blur?

Is it a cheetah? A supersonic train? Maybe me frantically trying to finish my Christmas shopping?

No, it's Cami the amazing warp speed wonder running in her third 5K race as a part of the innovative "Girls on the Run" program.

Her school started a chapter of the program last year and has made me their biggest fan!

It's given her:
Confidence
Stamina

New friendships

Good fitness habits

...and it's renewed my interest in running as well.

You probably don't ever want to ask me about it...because I'll stop talking sometime next month.

Monday, December 8, 2008

Grandma's Snowflakes

Meet Grandma Hepworth: She's 93 years old, the mother of 11, grandmother to 60+, and great-grandmother to many more!

Often in my years as a mother I've been inspired by her courage and faithfulness in raising eight daughters and three sons on a farm in the mountains of Wyoming. She nurtured them, taught them, loved them, and worked tirelessly side by side with my grandfather taking care of the farm...all with a happy heart. Her cheerfulness even into widowhood, arthritis, and oxygen tanks encourages me to have a greater appreciation for wherever I'm at in my life. She is an amazing lady in every sense.

Although lazy and untalented in comparison, I like to think I inherited my love for creating things from her. She sewed, crocheted, and knitted countless beautiful creations. Then selflessly shared them with her children and grandchildren (and remember there were A LOT of us).


My two boys have each worn this same hand-knit sweater, that had in turn been worn by each of my four brothers before. And it's still in perfect shape.


And check out these gorgeous handmade crocheted snowflakes. Notice how each one is unique.


I treasure each one and love the memories they bring to my heart each Christmas time. Memories of my grandmother, memories of her love and devotion to her family, to sharing, and to the gospel.

We love you Grandma!

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