Thursday, December 18, 2008
Ne Ner Ne Ner
Saturday, December 13, 2008
The last 11 yrs have been some of the best years of my life!
A date at Hells Canyon before we were married.
When we were leaving I shut my thumb in the blazer door.
I still have the ridges of it on my fingernail and it has never been able to grow very long.
I am grateful for it though because of the memories it brings.
While dating I also got my hand caught in a tramp.
I have never seen Shan and my Mom take apart a tramp so fast. I look like such a little kid here.
20 yrs old The weekend Shan asked me to marry him.
We were on our way to Tamara's wedding in Vegas.
We stopped by his Grandma Butchers house in Fruitheights.
He picked a flower out of the garden for me.
On the flower was my ring.
He got down on one knee and asked me to marry him. December 13th 1997
It was 10 degrees outside!!
I was sooooo cold and sooooo happy!! Shan's parents John and Vernean Perry My parents Gregory and Melissa Cox My family Alysha, Matt, Barry, Kayleigh, Andrea, Me, Shan
Tami, Lonni, Mom and Dad Shan's family
Michelle, Audra, Jared, John, Me, Shan
Vernean, Tondee, Paul, Adam and Alma
(missing Kali, Jeremy and lil Jer, Burke, Maria, Daniel and Christina) One of our three wedding receptions.
We had one in Cambridge, Boise and Idaho Falls
So......
11 yrs
Immediate family of four within seconds
2 bedroom apartment in the one way streets of Idaho falls
Addition of a beautiful baby girl in 2000
An unexpected surprise of a new bundle of joy
causing a move to a bigger house in Jan 2001
9.9lb surprise arrived
Another 9.9lb addition in 2003
A cat named Pico
A Gold Fish named Bubbles
Tons of books on tape and long drives and lots of gas money
Caused another move in 2005 while being 8 months prego
A hubby in Boise for work
New addition of a sweet baby girl in our new home
Two years later we moved into our dream home
But we leaped before looking in our wallets
So another move
an awesome puppy named Ozzy
and Today we are finally in a home of our OWN!!
It has been an incredible ride!!
I can't wait to see what the next years will bring.
Happy Anniversary to US!!!!
I Love you Shan!!
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
AIDs Benefit
Cute Things
Xavey says to me "Mom how does that song go?"
"Which song Xavey?"
"I think it goes Silent night, hold me tight"
To which I responded
"That is exactly right Xavey"
Thursday, November 27, 2008
Thanksgiving 2008
Joking around in the Hot Tub!
We have some amazing little people!! Poor Lissa is getting tired.
We also had a dance party that was too much
fun! I laughed and laughed. You have to watch
these kiddos move!! The other video is us doing
our Thanksgiving toasts.
HOPE ALL OF YOU HAD A WONDERFUL DAY!!
WE ARE SOOO THANKFUL FOR YOU AND WE
LOVE YOU!!!!
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
The Cremation of Sam McGee
by Robert W. Service
By the men who moil for gold;
The Arctic trails have their secret tales
That would make your blood run cold;
The Northern Lights have seen queer sights,
But the queerest they ever did see
Was that night on the marge of Lake Lebarge
I cremated Sam McGee.
Now Sam McGee was from Tennessee, where the cotton blooms and blows.Why he left his home in the South to roam ‘round the Pole, God only knows.He was always cold, but the land of gold seemed to hold him like a spell;Though he’d often say in his homely way that “he’d sooner live in hell.”
On a Christmas Day we were mushing our way over the Dawson trail.Talk of your cold! through the parka’s fold it stabbed like a driven nail.If our eyes we’d close, then the lashes froze till sometimes we couldn’t see;It wasn’t much fun, but the only one to whimper was Sam McGee.
And that very night, as we lay packed tight in our robes beneath the snow,And the dogs were fed, and the stars o’erhead were dancing heel and toe,He turned to me, and “Cap,” says he, “I’ll cash in this trip, I guess;And if I do, I’m asking that you won’t refuse my last request.”
Well, he seemed so low that I couldn’t say no; then he says with a sort of moan:“It’s the cursed cold, and it’s got right hold till I’m chilled clean through to the bone.Yet ‘taint being dead—it’s my awful dread of the icy grave that pains;So I want you to swear that, foul or fair, you’ll cremate my last remains.”
A pal’s last need is a thing to heed, so I swore I would not fail;And we started on at the streak of dawn; but God! he looked ghastly pale.He crouched on the sleigh, and he raved all day of his home in Tennessee;And before nightfall a corpse was all that was left of Sam McGee.
There wasn’t a breath in that land of death, and I hurried, horror-driven,With a corpse half hid that I couldn’t get rid, because of a promise given;It was lashed to the sleigh, and it seemed to say: “You may tax your brawn and brains,But you promised true, and it’s up to you to cremate those last remains.”
Now a promise made is a debt unpaid, and the trail has its own stern code.In the days to come, though my lips were dumb, in my heart how I cursed that load.In the long, long night, by the lone firelight, while the huskies, round in a ring,Howled out their woes to the homeless snows—O God! how I loathed the thing.
And every day that quiet clay seemed to heavy and heavier grow;And on I went, though the dogs were spent and the grub was getting low;The trail was bad, and I felt half mad, but I swore I would not give in;And I’d often sing to the hateful thing, and it hearkened with a grin
Till I came to the marge of Lake Lebarge, and a derelict there lay;It was jammed in the ice, but I saw in a trice it was called the “Alice May.”And I looked at it, and I thought a bit, and I looked at my frozen chum;Then “Here,” said I, with a sudden cry, “is my cre-ma-tor-eum.”
Some planks I tore from the cabin floor, and I lit the boiler fire;Some coal I found that was lying around, and I heaped the fuel higher;The flames just soared and the furnace roared—such a blaze you seldom see;
Then I burrowed a hole in the glowing coal, and I stuffed in Sam McGee.
Then I made a hike, for I didn’t like to hear him sizzle so;And the heavens scowled, and the huskies howled, and the wind began to blow.It was icy cold, but the hot sweat rolled down my cheeks, and I don’t know why;And the greasy smoke in an inky cloak went streaking down the sky.
I do not know how long in the snow I wrestled with grisly fear;But the stars came out and they danced about ere again I ventured near;I was sick with dread, but I bravely said: “I’ll just take a peep inside.I guess he’s cooked, and it’s time I looked;” . . . then the door I opened wide.
There are strange things done in the midnight sun
By the men who moil for gold;
The Arctic trails have their secret tales
That would make your blood run cold;
The Northern Lights have seen queer sights,
But the queerest they ever did see
Was that night on the marge of Lake LebargeI cremated Sam McGee.
Monday, November 24, 2008
Go My Son
Frustrated!!! URG!!!
Sunday, November 23, 2008
Saturday, November 22, 2008
Thursday, November 20, 2008
Playdough!!
Here is a clip that Dax took of Lissa. It is short and sweet but I liked it!!
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
Tantric, Saliva, Jet Black Stare and Drowning Pool Concert
Tuesday - Weights and Pilate's with Personal Trainer.
Run 8 Miles on your own
(I actually really loved the 8 miles it was a beautiful Sunny November 18th day in Idaho Falls Idaho which is very rare. The green belt was beautiful)
Wednesday - Swim laps for 45 minutes and do Ab work
Thursday - Weights and Pilate's with Personal trainer
Run 7 miles
Friday - Spinning class and Yoga tape
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
Vote
We didn't really talk much politics with our kids because they are a little too young for too much. So I was amazed with how interested they were and how excited they were. Belle and Xave came home from school talking about the election and wanting to make sure we voted. Belle and Xave both really liked Obama and talked about how he is awesome and plays basketball. I said what about McCain and Xavey says you mean that old dude? lol So after their discussion after school Dax came up to me and said what is in the above video. Too cute!!!
I also have to say that I am so thankful that I can vote! I read through stories of woman who couldn't vote for a long time and when they pressed the issue they were beaten, put in jail and some killed. I am so thankful for these woman for fighting for me and I will not take my ability to vote for granted.