Taming of Orca the Killer Whale

Last night I asked Jess if she could get me the comb off of the counter. She said "Easy Peazee Lemon Squeezee" Then she had tea in my bathtub.
I want to be her for just one day.

Mikey Moto dancing to Booty song!

Make sure you turn off the sound on the video's, then hit the play button. (Don't turn off my blog music, each video has a little sound thing on the bottom) If the sound is off and you can hear my blog music it has a much better effect, then if you really want to enjoy it, change it to the stupid mud digger song....it's great!

Mud Diggers

Is that not the face of regret? Or maybe the face of WOW..I was having a blast until I realized I am up shit creek. I can't believe I actually found a song called "Mud Digger" If you listen to the lyrics I think he may even be from Vernal. You gotta love the internet! I have reached my height of stupidity in the picking of this song. Another camping trip down the tubes. Let's sum it up in a nutshell.... The kids "accidentally" fell in the mud...Chandler made me do it..... Mackenzi dared me....Ashlie had no comment. Jessa painted dad's fingernails which went beautifully with the magarita's we had. Jessa got stung by a buttload of bees. She told us that daddy said "run jessa...Run Jessa....RUN RUN RUN JESSA RUN!!!!" I guess she didn't run fast enough as you can see one tried to stick his butt in her eyeball. The boys went in to a coma on the fourwheeler and last but not least it HAILED on us!!! Tallyhoe!!!

Check out the tree in these pics!!

Soooooo...If a tree fell in the forest and nobody was around except 25 sleeping people would anyone hear it?? Why, yes, thank you for asking! Jill would, and only Jill, but would Doug believe her? Oh hell no! Not even when it was 10 feet from our vehicles. We are all so perceptive too that we didn't even notice it nor did I remember I heard it until about 2:00 the next day! Dang....I was so wishing for a new car too. It actually blew down about 10 minutes before I made Doug go outside in his manties and put down the awning and 9 1/2 minutes before Brent and Mere were outside in their underwear putting down their awning and 9 minutes before...well, Dad goes commando so let's not go there. But it was big wind and it was in the middle of the night. If we all would have been smart (like Ray) and put the awning's down when we went to bed, the wind wouldn't have blown at all!

We had another great weekend. It was Brendans birthday..the big boy is 18 and we all decided that he is now old enough to touch boobies. Happy Birthday Weazel, you big ole handsome hunky fella! Jessa and Chandler both rode Mikey's motorcycle but Jessa only rode it around in once in a short circle. Chandler on the other hand was a totally different story...her butt was glued to the seat ALL weekend...around the camp she went. After that she went around the camp and then she went around the camp so she could go around the camp some more. Can't wait to go again and see you all next weekend!!!!

When the wife doesn't listen....

Oh yeah....you wanna impress me...part it!

I had to put that picture on top so you could see how funny it really is up close! Ruger apparently decided the water was too cold after all and he would just walk across Flaming Gorge instead.

So we went camping last weekend and had sooo much fun! The kids rode the dirt bikes all day, aound, around, around the track. We got invaded by cows every morning and I mean invaded. You can see the picture of one in the middle of the camp fire? We named him Filet Mignon...He just stood there and looked at me waiting for me to build a fire under him. Jessa saw a REAL cowboy. We went to the Gorge and let the kids jump off the cliffs Which was a really good thing because they had been camping since Wednesday and they all smelled like cow manure.

Jessa cried when I told her yesterday that it was time to come home. She ate...well lets say they ALL ate fifty pounds of smores and a whole dutch oven full of peach cobler, not to mention the concoction that Aspen and Ruger made up by mixing cake mix and Sprite in the empty peach pie filling can and cooking it in the fire. It looked like silly putty but Ruger said it was delicious and "That's what campin is all about!"

The Serenity Fountain

This post is for Amy’s benefit, since she never comes to see me (hint..hint..) I wanted her to see a picture of the fountain area Doug and I made in our back yard before all the plants around it wake up, realize who is taking care of them and die. A couple of weeks ago mom told me about the whole “every women needs to have her own Secret Garden” concept. Well, this is my Secret Garden…where I go to escape for a few minutes, or seconds is more accurate. I have a swing that sits right in front of it and it is so peaceful. I love it.
Here is a perfect example of when a “Secret Garden” is needed………
A couple of days ago I came home from work and went into the girls bathroom and noticed that there was a whole roll of soaking wet, super plump, squeezably soft Charmin double roll toilet paper right smack in the middle of the toilet. That’s not the bad part. Perched perfectly on top of it was a lovely gift from a lovely child. I immediately tracked down the culprit.

Me: “Jessa Lyn…….why is there a full roll of toilet paper in the toilet?”

Culprit: “ohhhhhhh…. Sorry Mama, I accidentally knocked it in there”

Me: “Okay sweetheart….but why, why, why did you have to poop on it?”

Culprit: “Ugh..MOMMMM I HAD to GO!”

Yep…I love my Secret Garden!