Holy Colee!

Kesson doesn't hold still for long - So I got this one while she was playing keep away.



I have no idea who this girl is. Her family just moved into the community, but she was super cute all night long. Her mom and dad came dressed as rodeo clowns and she and her grandparents were cowboys.



Mac came in her shower - cap and all.



Mom and Ellen are blasts from the past.


Casey was super not excited.


One of our princesses :)


Trish REALLY needs to wash her hair - Spidees -YUCK!



So, Mom and Dad Raggedy are married and sis and bro Raggedy are brother and sister, but randomly enough, the 2 sets are not related. It still made for a pretty cute "Family Photo" :)

This week has stayed busy, but not exciting busy, just busy. Yesterday I went in to watch the elementary school parade. I would love to show you pictures, but it was like watching a train go by... I am pretty sure they had them running down the hallway. So... soz.

Tonight is the Dingle Community Trunk or Treat/Halloween party. I am all in favor of the trunk or treat. For those of you not familiar - Dingle is a pretty rural area. Some of the houses are easily half a mile from any other houses which makes trick or treating on foot next to impossible, and driving around all night is fun for neither the parents nor the children. Soooo, getting 150 people together in the church house for chili, donuts, games, and the passing out of treats as the kids in costume have their parade - I think is brilliant (even though chili is not on my favorite foods list). Hopefully this time, the kids will move slow enough to take pictures.... of course, since they have to stop for candy.... ;)

I love coming home and last night I was reminded why.
When I stopped to get Cannon from school on my way home, 2 little girls came running over with him to give me a hug and say hi. Later that night, we had just crawled into bed - about 9:15(Secondary reason, it's completely normal to be in bed at 9:15) when 2 more little girls stopped by. They had been taking their friends home, and made their dad stop just because they had seen my truck and wanted to say hi, cuz they'd missed me. It completely made my night.

Primary reason for loving to come home - my family rocks :)

No matter what they say, Honey Nut Cheerios and Honey Nut Scooters - NOT the same thing. Just in case you were wondering...

I really don't have anything else going on.

I think the last time I tasted rice pudding was probably at least 15 years ago. And I say tasted, because I have issues with texture - so anything that is creamy with any kind of lumps in it - I can't really eat with out vomiting. However, I think my texture issues may be letting up in my old age. It used to be so bad that I couldn't eat applesauce, pudding (if it wasn't COMPLETELY smooth), grits, oatmeal, etc... however slowly but surely all of these things have been recently been added to my menu options. I still can't eat things like Tapioca, Frog Eye Salad, or that NASTY salad you get by mixing jello powder, cottage cheese and cool whip (Sorry Mandee, I just can't do it). However, today rice pudding just sounded really tasty. To make a long story only slightly longer - It actually turned out really good.

On a completely unrelated note - I like the show Eli Stone. I just started watching over the summer, but it's fun. Where else do you get a lawyer drama with random musicalesque scenes???

:) I finally got out of the house :) I have been quite the homebody lately. Today Matt and I went to see Sean's play, Pageant, in Park City. Pageant is an actual beauty pageant. The characters are all women. The cast, however, is not. In fact, none of them are. The show was hillarious. Most of the contestants looked better in their dresses and swimsuits than I do. Now I admit, that's not a HUGE order, but you know what I mean. Each contestant must compete in swimsuit, talent, evening gown, physical fitness, spokesperson, and Beauty Crisis Hotline competitions. The pageant is judged by 6 judges chosen from the audience. So one never really knows who will be the winner. Today, Sean was chosen as Miss Glamouresse. He totally deserved it.
I have not laughed so hard in a very long time. According to the people we were chatting with after, who have apparently seen it 4 times, say it is best if Miss Texas doesn't win. She was a great sport... if great sports pout, sulk, and don't bother to put their heels back on. Miss Deep South provided quite the entertainment as well. She was the most ungraceful person - male or female - I have ever seen in a dress. Miss Biblebelt would have been my first runner up. Her talent involved a song called "Bankin on Jesus," something we all should be doing a little more of in our economic turmoil :)
If any of you are going to be in Park City in the next week, I think it runs til next Saturday :)

CHURCH TELEPHONE SERVICE
=========================

A man decided to write a book about famous churches around
the world so he bought a plane ticket and took a trip to Orlando,
thinking that he would start by working his way across the USA
from South to North.

On his first day he was inside a church taking photographs when he
noticed a golden telephone mounted on the wall with a sign that read,
"$10,000 per call."


The man, being intrigued, asked a priest who was strolling by, what
the telephone was used for. The priest replied that it was a direct line
to heaven and that for $10,000, you could talk to God. The man
thanked the priest and went along his way.

Next stop was in Atlanta. There, at a very large cathedral, he saw
the same golden telephone with the same sign under it. He wondered
if this was the same kind of telephone he saw in Orlando and he asked
a nearby nun what its purpose was. She told him that it was a direct
line to heaven and that for $10,000 he could talk to God. "O.K,
thank you," said the man.

He then traveled to Indianapolis, Washington D.C., Philadelphia,
Boston, and New York. In every church he saw the same golden telephone
with the same "$10,000 per call" sign under it.

The man upon leaving New York decided to travel out mid west to see
if western states had the same telephone service. He arrived in Idaho,
and again, in the first church he entered, there was the same golden
telephone, but this time the sign under it read, "$.40 per call." The
man was surprised so he asked the priest about the sign. "Father,
I've traveled all over America and I've seen this same golden telephone
in many churches. I'm told that it is a direct line to Heaven, but in the
East and South the price was $10,000 per call. Why is it so cheap
here?"

The priest smiled and answered, "You're in Idaho now, son. It's a local call."


Thanks Jessica :)

In case you are wondering, I am not capable of walking and chewing gum at the same time..... well, maybe I can do that, but I can not listen to music and walk to a different beat. I learned it the hard way today.

Is anyone else seriously disturbed by the Arby's commercial that involves marrying a goat? I swore off Arby's when I found out how much junk is actually in their beef, but if that had not been the case, a goat in a wedding veil just creeps me out.

Um, now you know exactly how little is going on with me... 10 days since the last update, and that's all I've got.