Sometimes I set goals

::sharing an umberella::

On Saturday we got together with some friends for a BBQ. It snowed. SNOWED!

Dear warm weather,
When can we expect your arrival? Please come soon. I'm anxiously awaiting you and all the fun things that you bring.
Can't wait until we're together again.
Kimberlee

In the meantime my little family will be wearing flip-flops with our winter coats and going on bike rides in our rain boots. And making summer to-do lists while dreaming of sun. And snow cones.

::a Sunday afternoon bike ride::

Speaking of to-do lists, here's a few of my 2010 summertime goals:

I know. Read a book, stay in a cabin and write some letters...I'm such an over-achiever. 

a (sixteenth) confession

Saturday after the kids and I got home from a day spent climbing/jumping/flipping/trampolining/tumbling and completely enjoying ourselves at a local tumbling gym, Spence told me he was going to start demolition on the master bathroom. I rolled my eyes and grunted because demolition has a way of making me do that. I didn't feel like ripping out walls in the master bathroom. And I especially didn't feel like cleaning up ripped out walls in the master bathroom.

So I put Jace down for a nap and in a successful effort to avoid the demolition I went in the other room to prepare my Young Women's lesson. Spencer started the destruction. And Brynlee, well Brynlee, spent the next few hours with stickers, stamps, coloring utensils and a white wall as a canvas.

Is it white trash to let your child draw on the wall?

It is white trash, isn't it?

Random Randomly Randomness: Pictures

Guess what, ya'll? I have a total of 255 pictures from the weekend.  Two hundred and fifty-five!

While I was flipping through pictures the other night Spencer observed over my shoulder and stated, "Remember when we used to say that we needed to take more pictures...um, I think you take plenty now!"

Why yes I do, thankyouverymuch. I've changed. I'm a changed woman. A changed woman with a digital camera and a blog.  And I give you, dear bloggy, all the obsessive picture taking credit.

So what I'm sayin' is that I've got a big ole' stack of pictures from the wedding.  255 of them to be exact.  And, I couldn't chose which ones to post.  So to keep with all the randomness, I present to you every 15^th picture in the folder titled Alan's wedding.

{Which still makes for a lot of pictures...consider yourself forewarned.}

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Random Randomly Randomness: Facts

::Jami's self taken portrait of me, Katie & her::

::Good thing she zoomed in a bit::

A list of random facts from the weekend:

• Jaelynn, Alan's beautiful wife, reminds me a lot of my sister, Jessica. And in some pictures she looks like my sister, Katie.
• Sometimes Katie wears hair extensions. They look really good on her which made us all a bit jealous. So she took then off and we passed them around. They turned Jami into a wannabe punk rocker. A sad, unemployed, wannabe punk rocker. I looked a bit skunk-ish, but they were about the same length of my hair so they were hard to see. But my mom, oh my goodness, my mom! They turned her into a mullet wearing, chain-smoking waitress at Denny's. You know the type, right?
• I took pictures and told my mom I was going to post them on the blog. She threatened me. Told me she would do away with me if I did such a thing. I told her I could out run her. She told me she could out smart me. And she can. Therefore, no pictures.
• If I didn't have two adorable, and completely dependent, children and a dear husband to take care of I would post those pictures. Oh, yes I would. My life would be a small price to pay.
• Kate and her friend, Jake, watched seven kids while we were in the temple. Bless them.
• We stayed up late, got up early, went to the temple, took pictures and then went to Alan & Jaelynn's wedding luncheon. And then Jace fell asleep leaning against his chair while using his dinner roll as a pillow. Exhaustion was the theme of the weekend.
• And speaking of exhaustion, Jace didn't take a nap {aside from the five minute dinner roll power nap, which doesn't count} from Thursday to Sunday. Guess what?! Jace needs naps. Period. And I need Jace to take naps. Exclamation point.
• I asked Jami if my shirt was too tight. She said, "Nope, it's not too tight at all. Just too small." Which is obviously way different.
• Jami gave Jaelynn the best advice at her wedding luncheon. She said, "If you don't want to get up early and make Alan breakfast before work twenty years from now, then make sure you DON'T START TOMORROW." Amen sista.
• My cousin Sarah lived with us my senior year of high school. We had a ball. I haven't seen her since 2001 and she had never met Spencer or my kids. She came to Alan's reception and it was so fun to see her.
• We reminisced old times. Jami, Sarah & I would have serenaded the reception guests with a little, "Goodbye Earl" by the Dixie Chicks, but we couldn't remember the words. {Your welcome, Alan & Jaelynn} I'm old, forgetful AND I've outgrown all my shirts. Lovely.
• Jessica was pregnant at my wedding, had barely had a baby at Jami's wedding, and was pregnant again at Alan's wedding. Dang her bad pregnancy luck.
• Note to self: Next trip to Ikea leave the two little things that call you mom at the hotel.
• We went to McDonalds in Draper, Utah. They don't have a play land. Instead they have three computer screens to be used for the children's entertainment. I don't know about you, but I go to McDonalds for the playland.  My kids need to run around while eating!  How else am I supposed to sneak all their fries?
• And then we went to Kangaroo Zoo with the M. side of the family. And then it was fun. And then Jace threw-up all over me. And then it was disgusting.
• Brynlee thinks her "biggest cousin EVER", Gavin, hung the moon. I agree.
• My in-laws moved to a new {old} house. The yard is fantastic. There are trees, flowers, vines and ground cover everywhere. It's park like. My mother-in-law loves an old house. I love an old, established yard.
• My brother-in-law, Aaron, sounds EXACTLY like my brother-in-law, Heinrich. Sometimes I have to look twice when Aaron starts talking. But Aaron wears suspenders and Heinder's in Hawaii, so it's easy to tell them apart.
• Come back later for some "Random Randomly Randomness: Pictures" from the weekend.
• The end.

P.S. Brynlee's lined the kitchen with a roll of packaging bubble wrap. She has on a pair of my high heels and has brought me a pair. She's requesting a little "party music" for all the poppin'. We're about to have a good ole' time. The sliding glass doors open if you care to join us.

::Brynlee at the temple::