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How much does hay cost?
I don't think any of the kids are allergic to horses.
Hmm. I'm gonna look into it.
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May 23, 2011
May 6, 2011
Made in...??????
So the other day I'm listening to Lindsay and Makenna have a conversation.
It went like this:
Lindsay: "You are so far behind. You're never gonna catch up."
Makenna: "I know, I know. But it's not my fault. I can't help it, its not a fair game."
I got slightly concerned thinking that I may have to do some intervening on Kenna's behalf. 'What is she so far behind on? and why is Lindsay taunting her about it?'
Me: "What's the contest here?"
They started pointing to things and turning things upside down looking for tags.
Lindsay: "I get a point for everything that's made in China and she gets a point for everything that's made in America."
Uh....okay.
Me: "You guys need to think of a less depressing and fear-inducing contest."
February 4, 2011
August 24, 2010
Uhm....seriously?
Man sells pot to pay for police academy
August 24th, 2010 @ 10:40am
By Randall Jeppesen
OREM -- A man who says he was just trying to save up the money for the police academy is now looking at the other side of the justice system because of what he's accused of doing to get the cash.
According to the Daily Herald, police got a search warrant to check up on the activities of Marcos Antonio Ramirez of Orem after reports surfaced he had been selling drugs. Officers found he had marijuana, a scale, a stolen gun and drug paraphernalia.
Ramirez admitted to knowing the gun was stolen and that he was selling the drugs, but the reason he gave was a little unique.
The Daily Herald reports Ramirez told officers he had been selling pot for five months to pay for the police academy.
Police arrested Ramirez on suspicion of possession with intent to distribute, possession of a stolen firearm, possession of drug paraphernalia and possession of a controlled substance.
E-mail: rjeppesen@ksl.com
This makes perfect sense right?
You know, like the woman who became a prostitute to pay for her wedding
or the guy that sold child pornography to pay for his elementary education degree.
Satan makes it so easy for us humans to rationalize decisions.
I don't think anyone wakes up in the morning and says, "I think I'll make a really bad life choice today that will effect not only me but those around me."
Satan is much more subtle than that.
He's crafty. (and not in the glue-gun, decoupage kind of way)
He makes things that are bad look not so bad (that movie was great except for a couple of parts)
He makes things that are good look nerdy or old fashioned.
He's a stinker.
We all make small everyday decisions that effect our entire lives.
My parents used to be voluntary clergy out at the prison. I remember the stories they would tell of the men and women they worked with.
Most of them would not be experiencing those heartbreaks if they had only made a few small choices a little differently. "If I hadn't listened to that friend", "if I hadn't gotten into his car", "if only I had not gone to that place"...
little choices.
One of my greatest worries is that my children will make one or two bad choices that will lead to a future heartbreak. That they will be influenced and let other people make choices for them. That I will have failed as a mother.
This is fear. This is Satan. This is trickery.
One of my greatest expectactions is that my children will remember what they have been taught. That they will have the confindence to stand up for what they know is right. That they will be leaders and will influence others to make good choices.
This is faith. This is a loving God. This is hope.
I know that my children will make mistakes and bad choices. We all do. It's part of the learning process. I only hope that they will learn from those mistakes, that they will recognize the tricks of Satan and that they will embrace the power of Jesus Christ.
And above all, that they will never think that it's okay to sell drugs to become a cop.
Here's to faith, hope and some really good rules.
August 24th, 2010 @ 10:40am
By Randall Jeppesen
OREM -- A man who says he was just trying to save up the money for the police academy is now looking at the other side of the justice system because of what he's accused of doing to get the cash.
According to the Daily Herald, police got a search warrant to check up on the activities of Marcos Antonio Ramirez of Orem after reports surfaced he had been selling drugs. Officers found he had marijuana, a scale, a stolen gun and drug paraphernalia.
Ramirez admitted to knowing the gun was stolen and that he was selling the drugs, but the reason he gave was a little unique.
The Daily Herald reports Ramirez told officers he had been selling pot for five months to pay for the police academy.
Police arrested Ramirez on suspicion of possession with intent to distribute, possession of a stolen firearm, possession of drug paraphernalia and possession of a controlled substance.
E-mail: rjeppesen@ksl.com
This makes perfect sense right?
You know, like the woman who became a prostitute to pay for her wedding
or the guy that sold child pornography to pay for his elementary education degree.
Satan makes it so easy for us humans to rationalize decisions.
I don't think anyone wakes up in the morning and says, "I think I'll make a really bad life choice today that will effect not only me but those around me."
Satan is much more subtle than that.
He's crafty. (and not in the glue-gun, decoupage kind of way)
He makes things that are bad look not so bad (that movie was great except for a couple of parts)
He makes things that are good look nerdy or old fashioned.
He's a stinker.
We all make small everyday decisions that effect our entire lives.
My parents used to be voluntary clergy out at the prison. I remember the stories they would tell of the men and women they worked with.
Most of them would not be experiencing those heartbreaks if they had only made a few small choices a little differently. "If I hadn't listened to that friend", "if I hadn't gotten into his car", "if only I had not gone to that place"...
little choices.
One of my greatest worries is that my children will make one or two bad choices that will lead to a future heartbreak. That they will be influenced and let other people make choices for them. That I will have failed as a mother.
This is fear. This is Satan. This is trickery.
One of my greatest expectactions is that my children will remember what they have been taught. That they will have the confindence to stand up for what they know is right. That they will be leaders and will influence others to make good choices.
This is faith. This is a loving God. This is hope.
I know that my children will make mistakes and bad choices. We all do. It's part of the learning process. I only hope that they will learn from those mistakes, that they will recognize the tricks of Satan and that they will embrace the power of Jesus Christ.
And above all, that they will never think that it's okay to sell drugs to become a cop.
Here's to faith, hope and some really good rules.
(I do love them so)
March 19, 2010
What the What?????
Search: Aiming to be the world's fattest woman
Donna Simpson is working as hard as she can to get fat -- very, very fat. She weighs 600 pounds, she claims, and is vying for the title of world's fattest woman from the Guinness Book of World Records.
If she can't do it, she'll settle for world's fattest mom. She faces some sturdy competition from this woman, who had triplets in 2008, when she reportedly weighed 560 pounds.
How does Simpson do it?
Her daily caloric intake goal matches that of world champion swimmer Michael Phelps -- when he's training ... a lot. Simpson can't move more than 20 feet, reportedly, without help from one of these.
Hey, everyone needs to have a goal right?
And I'm glad she hasn't put too much pressure on herself...she's okay just being the fattest mom.
That extra pressure could become really stressful on her.
Her children must be so proud of her.
SERIOUSLY!!???!!!!
December 27, 2009
Serenity Now!!!
So I've always felt that I'm a fairly calm person.
I'm pretty patient.
I like to think I gots some skillz in seeing the good in things.
A "glass half full" kinda girl.
I'm pretty relaxed and
it takes quite a bit to get me riled up.
Even during the holiday season when I'm surrounded
by "button pushers"
like this:
No biggie. It's like a puzzle.
And this one:
Piece of cake.
It's like meeting new friends.
And this:?
It's not as scary as it looks.Makes ya feel alive!!
And I never worry about this one:
I mean, it's not like I ate the entire plate of cookies and fudge.
And sure...this:
may be what's happened to Christmas.
But I don't sweat it.
Even with all the commercialism crap
that gets shoved down their throats,
I feel like my kids have a pretty good
grasp on the reason we celebrate.
So despite all the craziness of shopping, wrapping, cooking,
So despite all the craziness of shopping, wrapping, cooking,
preparing and planning that went into the big day,
when I saw the pure joy and the genuine surprise on
my kid's faces when they got
that certain item they were wishing for....
it was all entirely worth it.
It was lovely.
.
.
.
.
And then came these:
The genius who thought of these is an agent of the devil himself.
If I ever meet this evil Einstein,
I will shove a silicone packet down his throat and then
I will strangle him with a plastic twist tie.
Next, I will screw his buttocks to a piece of cardboard
and then I will shove him into hard plastic and
seal it up so tightly that no amount of
pulling, twisting or saying of bad swears
will undo his situation.
I want one of these:
This, surely was created by some heavenly being....or a fed up parent of an impatient child.
Either way, he is my new hero.
Look at it. It's like some sort of magic.
Look at it. It's like some sort of magic.
Hope you had a relaxing Christmas.
June 6, 2009
Row, Row, Row Your Boat...
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Media Release What National Learn To Row Day When Saturday June 6, 2009, 09:00am – 12:00pm Where Great Salt Lake Marina – West End @ small boat docks Directions SaltAir exit from I-80 Westbound, then frontage road westbound past SaltAir to Utah State Parks and Recreation marina office, then west along marina to event – watch for the Great Salt Lake Rowing Learn to Row Day banners! Background • Always wanted to learn about rowing? • Always wanted to try rowing? • Always wanted learn more about the Great Salt Lake? Great Salt Lake Rowing (GSLR), your Salt Lake City-area sponsor, US Rowing, and Concept2 announce National Learn to Row Day – a free public event intended to give participants a “taste of rowing”! Some of the events scheduled include: • Hands-on ergometer lessons • On-the-water rowing experience with experienced rowers • Information on the year-round rowing experience available on the Great Salt Lake • GSLR member discussions on training • Membership information Participants should plan to wear suitable recreational /sports clothing and bring lots of water! For additional information on National Learn to Row Day and rowing in the Salt Lake City area contact Michael Spackman with Great Salt Lake Rowing (m.spackman@q.com 801.560.0915) or Glenn Eurick (OLDROWER@att.net 801.541.3577)
Seriously?
'National Learn to Row' Day? It gets it's own day?
Who decides what gets a whole day?
What do you give someone on 'National Learn to Row' Day?
A nice pair of oars? Maybe a flotation Device.
I want to know when it's going to be
'National Help Mindy Get Caught
Up On Her Laundry' Day.
That would be a good day.
Happy rowing.
'National Learn to Row' Day? It gets it's own day?
Who decides what gets a whole day?
What do you give someone on 'National Learn to Row' Day?
A nice pair of oars? Maybe a flotation Device.
I want to know when it's going to be
'National Help Mindy Get Caught
Up On Her Laundry' Day. That would be a good day.
Happy rowing.
March 27, 2009
Self-esteem, your table is ready.
So lately I've been feeling a little blah, blah, bleeh about myself.
My hair is giving me this "you're not the boss of me" attitude and I just can't regain control. Not that I'm not used to this. I get it every single day from Olivia. She recently perfected the "over the shoulder, eye-roll as she's walking away" look.
She's five. No kidding I did not prompt her. I simply asked her to clean her room while I was holding the camera and this is what she did.
Every day is pretty much a really bad hair day. Right around 4 months after I have a baby, my hair decides it no longer wants to be a part of my life and packs it's bags and storms off in a childish huff. It's an ugly break-up for everyone involved. It falls out by the handfuls and it causes me daily stress and anxiety.
But, as bad as I think it is, it is not this nightmare.
On top of that I just can't seem to shake the extra baby poundage. I know, I know...I can hear you saying it. "You've just had your 5th baby, relax, give it a minute, you'll lose it, don't worry." I know all that and it sounds good and all but in the back of my mind there is this annoying little creature running around saying things like "neener, neener..you'll never fit into that fav swim suit again" or the equally depressing, "hello, meet your new best friend, the swimsuit cover-up. You'll never go anywhere without her."
If only that little creature would run around in other people's minds as well.
I've also felt a teeny tiny bit...okay TOTALLY, COMPLETELY disorganized with my time. It's noon or later sometimes when I finally hop in the shower. And don't tell, but sometimes I jump in and *gasp* I don't wash my hair. And then there are days when I simply throw on some clean clothes and spray myself with Fabreeze and then avoid close proximity with anyone who smells like strawberries or coconut.
Still, I am not attracting insects who's sole purpose in life is to eat as much rotting matter as possible before they die.
You can go throw up now.......really...I'll wait.
And then there's the brain damage that has apparently occurred. I find myself having difficulty with the simplest of tasks. And it seems that recently they started introducing Rocket Science to 2nd graders and trying to pass it off as simple math. How dare they. And my memory..don't even get me started on that. Uhm...what were we just talking about? Hmm.
But at least I get to be stupid and forgetful in the privacy of my home in front of small children. This sad lady got to be stupid and do so for a much larger and harsher audience. Poor thing. I wonder how many times Regis asked her if that was her final answer.
For quite a while after I have a baby I feel like I look pretty Frumpy most of the time. I try my best but I just don't feel like the Fashion Diva I would like to be.
But then just when I'm afraid I've hit rock-bottom with the fashion sense and good taste......
Yep ladies. That's just what you think it is.
My question is this. SERIOUSLY???
So even though I'm feeling a little like a slug at the moment, at least I can be grateful there's not a snot-nosed 7 year old boy standing over me with a giant salt shaker.
Hope you feel good today.
Here's to common sense and good taste.
My hair is giving me this "you're not the boss of me" attitude and I just can't regain control. Not that I'm not used to this. I get it every single day from Olivia. She recently perfected the "over the shoulder, eye-roll as she's walking away" look.
She's five. No kidding I did not prompt her. I simply asked her to clean her room while I was holding the camera and this is what she did.
Every day is pretty much a really bad hair day. Right around 4 months after I have a baby, my hair decides it no longer wants to be a part of my life and packs it's bags and storms off in a childish huff. It's an ugly break-up for everyone involved. It falls out by the handfuls and it causes me daily stress and anxiety.
But, as bad as I think it is, it is not this nightmare.
On top of that I just can't seem to shake the extra baby poundage. I know, I know...I can hear you saying it. "You've just had your 5th baby, relax, give it a minute, you'll lose it, don't worry." I know all that and it sounds good and all but in the back of my mind there is this annoying little creature running around saying things like "neener, neener..you'll never fit into that fav swim suit again" or the equally depressing, "hello, meet your new best friend, the swimsuit cover-up. You'll never go anywhere without her."
If only that little creature would run around in other people's minds as well.
I've also felt a teeny tiny bit...okay TOTALLY, COMPLETELY disorganized with my time. It's noon or later sometimes when I finally hop in the shower. And don't tell, but sometimes I jump in and *gasp* I don't wash my hair. And then there are days when I simply throw on some clean clothes and spray myself with Fabreeze and then avoid close proximity with anyone who smells like strawberries or coconut.
Still, I am not attracting insects who's sole purpose in life is to eat as much rotting matter as possible before they die.
You can go throw up now.......really...I'll wait.
And then there's the brain damage that has apparently occurred. I find myself having difficulty with the simplest of tasks. And it seems that recently they started introducing Rocket Science to 2nd graders and trying to pass it off as simple math. How dare they. And my memory..don't even get me started on that. Uhm...what were we just talking about? Hmm.
But at least I get to be stupid and forgetful in the privacy of my home in front of small children. This sad lady got to be stupid and do so for a much larger and harsher audience. Poor thing. I wonder how many times Regis asked her if that was her final answer.
For quite a while after I have a baby I feel like I look pretty Frumpy most of the time. I try my best but I just don't feel like the Fashion Diva I would like to be.
But then just when I'm afraid I've hit rock-bottom with the fashion sense and good taste......
Yep ladies. That's just what you think it is.
My question is this. SERIOUSLY???
So even though I'm feeling a little like a slug at the moment, at least I can be grateful there's not a snot-nosed 7 year old boy standing over me with a giant salt shaker.
Hope you feel good today.
Here's to common sense and good taste.
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