Celebrating Love Day

This past Friday the 13th when all of those superstitions surfaced and while many of you tried to avoid your daily ritual for fear bad luck would strike, I was out on the town with my Men and Little Lady to enjoy a nice Valentine' s Day dinner. Instead of spending money on cards, candy and stuffed animals (because the boys are much too old for that silly stuff), we took our dollars and a short drive up Ogden Canyon to the Timbermine Restaurant.

We thought we might avoid the crowd by going the day before the big holiday (not so much).
Our night consisted of 5 Lobster Tails, Prime Rib, Sirloin with Crab and the pleasure of spending some family time together.


I love you Guys!

**Thank You to my sweet husband for granting my Valentine wish and taking a day off from work so I could go get my hair done with the gals. I love you.

NOTME

I find it interesting, a bit humorous and most times irritating that whenever asked a question, the boys most common response is...
"not me".

So boys... You've inspired me and I dedicate these lines to you.

We have a new guest at our house
he/she's quiet as a mouse.
Someone I have yet to see,
and we call him/her NOTME.

Since the day that NOTME came
he/she always gets the blame,
for the toys upon the floor
and that dirt smudge on the door.



Hanging clothes makes NOTME cringe
and so clean clothes fill my bin,
now 10 loads I have to wash
NOTME does not care the co$t.

NOTME likes to run the faucet
he/she leaves open all our closets,
that smudge of toothpaste on the sink?
it's all NOTME'S fault we think.

NOTME'S favorite thing to do
is to take and hide our shoes,
leave his/her soda cans around
and the bath towels on the ground.

NOTME hates that our one wish
is to wash up his/her dish,
feed the pets and dust the shelf
the bed won't straighten up itself.

So to NOTME let me say
leave this place, be on your way.
Come on out from where you hide
pack your suitcase, I will drive.


**Maybe one day I will write a book about NOTME :)
(maybe Cam will do my illustrations)

Word Verification

You know... The distorted looking word you have to type in when you comment on one's blog. Thanks again Carol for your brilliance and for creating that spark I needed for yet another topic on my blog. You see, Carol likes to make sentences out of the word verifications in her comments and by doing so has created two monsters (Rachel and my Mother) who now can not comment without including their verification word. I have yet to participate in this fabulous event but came across the word "mancake" yesterday. Yes... "mancake". This has made me re-evaluate my career goals and as we speak I am now preparing my application to Word Verification Corp. USA (If you know where these headquarters are please let me know) if they won't hire me I think I'll try the fortune cookie industry.
Here is my sentence...
I like my mancake at Village Inn with whip cream and jam.

Yes... This is a picture of me with my "mancake".
I know we're weird but I wouldn't have it any other way.
(and by we're I mean... well, I won't mention names but you know who you are)