Life Lately & Snakes

Summer is officially here. Charlotte's last day was last Thursday. I'm so excited to have the more relaxed, less of a routine, summer. It's hard to believe she's a big 1st grader now! Where did the time go?
We've been relaxing, sleeping in, eating lots of pancakes for breakfast and doing nothing too interesting to blog about.
Now to my snake phobia. For those of you who know me well, you are aware of my complete phobia at all things living that I can't talk to. The other day driving home there was some low budget poster taped onto our stop sign, not the pole, the actual sign, indicating that the memo must be pretty important. In some 8 year olds handwriting it said
"Snake farm
1200 Salado Drive
$5.00 to pet and hold"
At least it didn't say "missing snake" because that would have done me in. Salado is just a stone throw away from where we are. The questions that immediately ran through my head were: Where is this farm located? How many snakes are on this farm? And is this farm ran by the same person who wrote this poster? (I hope not!)
Just yesterday at PetCo, I screamed out loud when I stepped on a piece of cat food because I was watching the mice and was sure I'd stepped on one. My poor kids must have been so embarassed at the attention I drew to myself and then had to apologize to the onlookers that it was just some food.
Tonight at Young Womens I walked in to opening exercises to see one of my sweet Beehives eyes filled with tears. I gave her a hug and asked her what the trouble was. She told me there was a snake in the building and she was scared (a Laurel had brough her new pet python). I didn't believe that hogwash for a minute. True there might have been a snake in the building but 12-13 year old girls only cry about boys and friends. She persists to make me believe in the snake. Now I'm feeling a little creeped. Right then I look behind me to see a snake coming my way, I start this crazy speedy scooch which got me nowhere because the room was packed. All I did was trample and squish some girls with my determination to get as far as I could from the snake. Then the sweet Beehive, the same one who with tears in her eyes, lets out the loudest shrilling scream and bolts it out a door. Obviously the person conducting had no one's attention and the sweet sobbing girl in the hall had all of it.
The night went on without her until finally she was persuaded to rejoin us by sitting with a wide view and easy access to the exits.
We all talked about our phobias and scary snake stories and had a good ole time. I'll tell you the best snake story and not bore you with the rest (there were plenty shared). This is truth, a firsthand account from the very Beehives in the room. They were all out riding their bikes together when one of them ran over a snake. It instantly snapped forward and popped the tire on girls bike next to her.
As a side note, there's been an ongoing Indian Leg Wrestling competition going on between me and the Beehives. I was up tonight to battle the fear-of-snakes girl. I'd forgotten all about it and was chatting away in the hall. Our activity had been over for 15 minutes when a girl comes out and tells me that this girl is waiting to wrestle me in the Relief Society Room. The poor girl had sat in there 15min because she was to scared to leave the room and venture into the hall where there might be a snake run-in.
Girls camp is next week. I can only hope and pray that there are no snake encounters.
I'm off to bed and I'm sure I'm going to have some scary snake dream after all thats been happening.

My Little Dancers

Here is a little video collection of my cute girls at there first dance recital. They both did amazing and made mom and dad quite proud. In the "lets make a train" portion you'll notice a fight between Roz and the girl ahead of her that caused some drama and was so funny. Hopefully you'll recognize who ours are, they keep on getting the close-up shots.
Enjoy!

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Join Team Mitt

So I have to apologize for this bold move of putting this on my blog, but it's my blog and I do support the guy. You know I'm really not all that political of a person but I'd invite you all to check out his website and jump aboard the grassroots movement to sign up 240000 supporters in 24 hours. It ends tonight so get cookin!
At least check out the website.
www.mittromney.com
and since many of my closest friends and bloggers are colored blue (you know who you are!) I won't talk about politics with you, mostly because I'd be scared, and this will be the last you hear from me about anything that would be covered on a news channel for a long long time.

Mother's Day

First of all a shout out to all of you moms out there who always inspire me. I hope you were able to sleep in yesterday and feet very apprciated all day long.
My mother's day was a little depressing if you want the truth. I never could figure out why this day made people sad, now I know!! Here are a few things that happened to me.
First, Charlotte draws me a picture for the big holiday and before showing it me says "Sorry you look dead in it." Whoa, you can bet I was excited to see that one!
Next, Rozlyn and Charlotte both made these cute little, All about my mom projects at their schools. Here are there answers.
(Question in Bold, answer in Italic.)
Rozlyn's
How old is your mom: 39
My mom always says: Go clean the whole house all by yourself
Nice, I know.
Charlotte's
My mom and I like to: watch T.V. (a little trashy don't you think?)
In her free time, my mom likes to: sleep
My mom likes it when: I am quiet
My mom always says: Go do your chores.
They both answered that the food I cook best is mac and cheese.
I hope this makes the rest of you feel better. I'm so glad that these are all official and laminated so whenever I'm feeling extra good about myself I can go read them and be humbled again.

Crazy Storms!!!

Time for some off-roading.

Isn't he cute with his blanky, puppy and helmet?? The adventure was to tiring for him.


No skinny dipping for these guys anymore.



Serious road block!

Here's Salado for those of you who know.




I wanted to post some pics of the last nights storm damage for those of you intereseted. We had no idea this storm was coming or how bad it was going to be. I was oblivious to the whole things since there were no warnings and it came and went so fast. I was at the church last night with the youth when it all happened so Chris was home with the girls. This probably worked out good for me because I tend to freak out and make all the kids take shelter in the closet when the slightest chance of a tornado comes through.

Anyway, during the activity the church started to flood. Water was cruising in through the foyer doors, the kitchen and some classroom windows. The combination of the wind and rain were so bad that it came in through the locks on my friends door. Isn't that crazy. Later a friend told me a bunch of trees were down by our house and realized just how bad this was.

Our street was in almost perfect condition, no huge trees down, no big fences down but the street, literally paralell to us got hammered. I can't believe how close it was and how much destruction. Our whole sweet innocent neighborhood has been badly damaged. There are trees blocking streets and sidewalks. I'm not even all that much of a tree hugger but my heart is so tender right now towards these huge old trees, that took forever to mature, to have been destroyed. Another blessing is that we had power all night unlike many friends and neighborhoods right next to us, just a few streets over. Charlottes school was with out power but they had class anyway. I know it seems crazy, they had tonz of flashlights and were going to have school in the dark. I thought the whole thing was a bad idea and offered to bring Charlotte home since it was optional but she really wanted to stay for the excitement. (The power did come on at 9am).

Anyway, I feel lucky and grateful that we were all O.K. and watched over, it's so sad and definately is humbling. I feel so lucky that we never even lost power and that are phones are working unlike many around me.