Sleeping in on Saturday's?

I got a call this morning at 7:30 am, (Normally I'd have been playing Basketball, but since it was canceled, I was enjoying sleeping in.) inviting me to go play football with the youth in our ward. So, I woke Danny up, and we dressed in some expendable clothing, and went to play with the boys. The next oldest person there was my friend who'd invited me...26. Surprisingly, he and I were the only two not complaining about being tired. Either the youth in our ward are REALLY out of shape, or at 38 I can still hold my own on the Gridiron. Our youth are more dire in need of an exercise program than anyone in the great State of TEXAS. The upside, Danny had a ball, wants me to buy him cleats, and is considering going out for Football this Fall! Guess we'll be going next Saturday too. (I'm taking a camera to include pictures next time.)

Jadilyn had another Soccer game today. She played hard, but their yeoman's effort was to no avail, they lost by a touchdown. (No, I'm not confusing Soccer and Football, the final score was 7-1.) The highlight of the game was Carson...he had one sandal (Left) on his right foot, and one of Natalie's old Disney Princess Tennis Shoes (Left) on his left foot. We got a lot of comments about his choice of footwear.

Afterward, Melanie took Jadilyn and Natalie shopping for church clothes. Good Girl time, Danny Carson and I went to the Library and then home. I was teasing Carson about it being NAP time when we got home. I went outside to work with Josie on FETCH (Somehow, my children have helped Josie "Unlearn" that game.) and when I came back inside looking to feed the boys, Carson wasn't around. "Danny where's Carson?" "He climbed in his crib and took a nap, because you told him it was nap time." Why doesn't he listen to me like that ALL THE TIME?

Okay, I'm caving. Here are the answers to Kristin's TAG.

1. YOUR ROCK STAR NAME (first pet, current car): Casey Rover

2. YOUR GANGSTA STAR (favorite ice cream flavor, favorite type of shoe): Lots Birkenstock.

3. YOUR NATIVE AMERICAN NAME (favorite color, favorite animal): Blue Dog

4. YOUR SOAP OPERA NAME (middle name, city where you were born): Mark Lynwood

5. YOUR STAR WARS NAME (first three letters of your last name, first two letters of your first name): DavSt

6. SUPERHERO NAME (2nd favorite color, favorite drink): Green Henry Weinhard’s RootBeer

7. NASCAR NAME (the names of your grandfathers): Otie-Ray. (Seriously, have you ever heard of a NASCAR driver named William Robert or Robert Joseph? No, they're all Billy-Bob and Bobby-Joe.)

8. TV WEATHER ANCHOR NAME (your 5th grade teacher's last name, a major city that starts with the same letter): Garret Galveston (You stay Sexy Galveston)

9. SPY NAME (your favorite season/holiday, favorite flower): Fall Star-Gazer Lilly

10. CARTOON NAME (favorite fruit, article of clothing you are wearing right now): Pineapple Socks

11. HIPPIE NAME (what you ate for breakfast, your favorite tree): Bacon & Eggs Sequoia

I think that my favorite is the Hippie Name...Bacon & Eggs Sequoia...TAKE THAT YOU VEGAN SOCIALISTS! Speaking of Hippies, Vegans and Socialists...I TAG Margaret and Rachael, my Sister-In-Laws who are surrounded by Hippies, Vegans and Socialists living in "The People's Republic of Eugene"

Later.

Easter Woes

So, another Easter has come and gone, it's now Thursday, and I think the kids are FINALLY off the Sugar-High! Grandma Davis sent some See's Candy, which the Easter Bunny found and put into each child's basket...what a waste of premium chocolate on underdeveloped palates. Seriously, Jadi actually gave up her Bordeaux Chocolate Egg because she "Didn't like it." Oh well, more for Melanie and me. (Melanie actually lost out on hers, apparently when all the other candy is eaten, underdeveloped palates will scrounge for any thing chocolate. She actually accused me of eating her Bordeaux egg...wish I'd thought of doing that and blaming Carson.)


Why can't kid's just look through there baskets? Halloween, Easter, Christmas it's always the same...Dump everything out on the floor and spread it around. That's okay with Christmas stockings, and Halloween pumpkins, all the candy is wrapped. When you do that with Easter Candy (Chocolate, Robin's Eggs, Jelly Beans, Peeps...they all end up stuck in the carpet! We actually saw Carson grinding a Robin's egg into the carpet with his foot...apparently Malted Milk Balls make a cool sound when you squish them. This is one of the signs that you're getting old...you're more worried about the carpet than the candy stash.

Grandma Hansen had a Birthday on the24th...I called her on the 25th to wish her Happy Belated Birthday. (She's not my Mom, calling the Day after's pretty good. Especially since neither of her own Daughter's bothered to call her on her special Day. Shame on you Melanie and Karen.) Anyway, she said she was feeling OLD. I told her "Hey, 39's not OLD...wait a minute...Sorry Ludene, you can't claim 39 anymore...you're Daughter will be 39 this year." (See, I know how to sweet-talk the Mother-in-Law.)

Kristin "Tagged" me on her blog...what the hell is that? One of your goofy friends asks you a bunch of humiliating questions, and you're not only silly enough to answer them, you actually expect others to answer them and share in your humiliation? Shaw, and Monkeys will fly out of my butt. (The only thing wrong with that last statement is that in order to have monkey fly out of your butt, they have to have somehow gotten into your butt...DON'T GET AN IMAGE! DON'T GET AN IMAGE! DON'T GET AN IMAGE! Aw crap, too late.)

My sister Valerie had to go in for an emergency Gall Bladder-ectomy. She's now officially in the Club! Yeah Valerie! She should be released from Hospital tomorrow, and she's doing much better. Yeah Valerie...Quick Kristin "TAG" her! Her answers while in a drug induced state will be REALLY funny.

Actually, Kristin probably won't be doing any Blogging for awhile, she's been watching Valerie's Boys (Owen and Will) along with Her boys (Andrew, Caleb, Issac, Adam) for those of you not keeping track that's SIX boys all under the age of 7. Maybe Valerie should save some of the pain pills for Kristin...she might need them.

Seriously, thoughts and prayers go out to Valerie and Rob. Way to go the extra mile Kristin. Love you both.

That's life as we know it.

Carson's World

So, Carson has been doing speech therapy for about 8 months now, working to help him improve pronunciation. (Basically making it possible for the rest of us to understand him better.) His speech and dialect have improved vastly over what it was, but he did have some cute sayings, and I wanted to get some of them written out Phonetically before we forget the good ones.

Mo-ha-o: Motorcycle
Lolly: Natalie
Tar(s): Car(s)
Take: Cake
Hate Naps: Father, I am not tired at the moment and would prefer to stay up to enjoy the restful relaxation afforded me through quality play time with my siblings, thus preparing me to handle the real life experiences I will encounter when I have achieved a sufficient maturity.

Spring Break has been an interesting week at our house. On Tuesday it started raining early in the morning, and finally stopped sometime early Wednesday. When it was all said and done we'd received 5.75 inches. Melanie has decided there's no way she could live in the Pacific Northwest ever again...one day of rain with 4 kids and no school...she was climbing the walls!

Interesting facts I learned this week about ipods: (For those of you who've enjoyed your ipod for the previous 10 years or so, you may want to skip the following wide-eyed enthusiasm for the discovery of the obvious.)

1. The church website has the scriptures in mp3 format you can download for FREE. (Here I thought I was going to have to buy the stander works on CD, upload to my computer and then sync with ipod...pshaw!) Warning: Old Testament is almost 900 mb.
2. Podcasts: General Conference and the Ensign are available via the podcast doohickey through itunes store...also FREE! Search under lds. (Warning, some podcasts that come up under searching lds are from the ANTI's. Seriously, who has time and energy to devout to a podcast subscription knocking somebody's faith...oh wait, Mike Huckabee does now.) The Ensign podcast gives you an article a day for the month until you have all the complete magazine for the current month.
3. Downloading books on cd...actually uploading to itunes so you can sync with ipod for later use, takes a long time. (Sidenote: If you're going to do this with audio books you check out from Library...DON'T. Forget about copyright issues, there's too many dumbasses that have checked these things out and scratched the discs...which you won't find out about until you're 10 discs into an upload (That's 10 out of the full 16 discs.) of "Fellowship of the Ring" Needless to say, Tolkien is not on my ipod.
   

Where else but on your ipod can you have the doctrines of salvation, and eternal principals as readily accessible as the "Devil's Music" even Rock and Roll. The dichotomy of being able to listen to the words of the prophets one moment, and then hear "Sympathy for the Devil" by Mick and the boys, then watch the complete Die Hard series...it boggles the mind.

That's life as we know it.

So, a couple of weeks ago, I got into the '90's and bought an ipod. Now all of my spare time has been spent at the computer "ripping" my cd collection to the computer and uploading to the ipod. While the ripping has taken place, I've had time to catch up with my sisters blogs. Some of them are very funny but I was disheartened to learn that one has to have a blog in order to leave a comment on a blog. With the introduction of the ipod, I've got some time on my hands between changing discs, so here is my entry into blogdom.

You'll notice the first picture on my blog is titled my 6th baby. It's a .45 caliber Kimber Warrior...I have one just like it. (I didn't want my blog to be too girly.) When Melanie asked me why I bought it, I told her "I have Daughters, I will need this one day." Not that I actually plan on shooting anybody, but I will have to put the fear of DEATH into a number of hormonal teenage boys starting in about 7 years.

A month or so after Jadilyn turned 9, she asked Melanie "So, when am I going to get boobs?" This comment was followed by Natalie (Not yet 5) asking "Yeah, when am I going to get boobs and how big will mine be?" LA LA LA LA I'M NOT LISTENING. Honestly, what Father wants to think about that?

Apparently, Jadi is traumatized by having to clean her room. Because she's so artistic, she expressed her anger in a picture outlining the inhumanity and injustice...I'm going to try and post a copy of it tonight.


Danny is halfway through a 2 week grounding he received for spray painting the tires on our Suburban. He also is doing extra chores around the house to cover the cost of paint remover, and new paint for the garage trim and one pillar out front. Melanie was concerned that he's acting out because of social problems at school...he's almost 12. The hormones are kicking in, and the IQ is dropping. I think I've got another 3-4 years of just general Non-thinking due to hormonal imbalances. He should be through it about the time Jadi has her own set of moody hormones arrive...if I'm lucky. I don't think that will be the case though...her's will probably arrive in 2 years.

Natalie got to call both Grandparents yesterday, she was traumatized from being shot in the chin by a BB gun. Both her brothers are responsible, Danny loaded the gun, and Carson pulled the trigger. (Again, witness the aforementioned Non-thinking due to hormonal imbalances.) It didn't even break the skin, and she's perfectly fine, but getting to rat out her brother(s) to her Grandparents made her feel better.

Just a typical day at our house.
That's life as we know it.