Nov 19 2013

… Not so bad

Author: Kerry

He was not too sure about this swinging thing… he got the hang of it quickly… LOL

Nov 12 2013

Sounds of the Season – Wordless Wednesday

Author: Kerry

Viola and Voice

Nov 06 2013

Grandbabies Rock!!

Author: Kerry

Welcome to the world little man…

Oct 23 2013

Soooo What did you do this last week?

Author: Kerry

Oct 22 2013

This is Halloween!

Author: Kerry

If you have been reading this blog long… or even once… it will not surprise you to discover that my mind …. albeit unique… it kind of warped… It is a beautiful thing. One symptom of said mind is what I like to refer to as a Swiss Cheese Memory… I call it this because it has so many holes. I was reading through the writers prompts this week and finding myself a little discouraged… it is Halloween Time! The prompt I wanted so badly to write about is “Who had the good candy? Share what Halloween was like for you as a child.” For two days I have looked at the prompt… waiting for inspiration to strike… as I do every week… and slowly I have come to realize something I never noticed before.
I do not remember a single Halloween in my childhood. At first this upset me… like I was missing something fantastic… or burying some deep dark secret… but truth be told… like most of my childhood… it probably was just not very memorable. I have snippets of thoughts around those holidays … I remember sitting on a cold stone entry way carving pumpkins… vaguely… also a bumblebee costume… although if it were worn by myself or a sibling I couldnt tell you… and then I remember 3 homes I visited (Most likely every year) and TADA! I have a post!

The Evans Home – the mother always dressed as a witch! full on green faced… pointy nosed and hatted… making her witches brew in her front yard… with what I recognize now as an adult to be dry ice and hot chocolate.

The Rasmussen Home – this mother would answer the door… sweet as could be… in her pretty witch costume… give us our candy and as we would scamper from their porch she would release a cackle that would make my hair stand on end as I attempted to jump out of my skin.

Last but not least… the gorilla… through our neighborhood ran a grown man dressed in a gorilla suit terrifying the older kids trick or treating… I don’t know how I know it was our neighborhood pediatrician… but I remember it is… and I loved the man. Dearly.

This post leaves a sour taste in my mouth … simply for the lack of anything better to post… So this is where being me rocks… it does really… and let me tell you about the my smalls Halloweens… which I remember vividly… and hope they do as well.

Costumes Galore… Pumpkin Carving… Roasted Seeds… a blend of home made and store bought costumes… Halloween parties thrown for Tall child… trick or treating for small… We have trick or treated with the same family for as long as I can remember… and in the neighborhood is the house decorated to the extreme… with scary clowns… and some guy in an electric chair… The house that one year… I kid you not… grilled pancakes in their driveway and passed them out nice and warm… and they were loved… and bizarre. The house with homemade root-beer at the end of their homemade spook alley made of refrigerator boxes and lights.

Now that is Halloween!!

Oct 08 2013

Happy Birthday Mr. Amazing!!!

Author: Kerry

Friday (October 11th) is my best friends thirty-eighth birthday.

Mr. Amazing

We’ve been through a lot together… you and I… the expression “married the minute we met” fits us so perfectly…because of our smalls and our devotion to them… because we thought of them first.

Sometimes I worry you think I married you for the children… but it is very important to me you know that You are my rock… my best friend… my lover… my hero… the love of my life.

Below are thirty-eight of the infinite number of reasons why.

I love you because:

You make me feel safe;
You listen to your heart;
You drink tea, and you love opera and rock;
You stood by me when I needed it most;
You put your arm around me in public;
You smell wonderful;
I know that if the boogeyman ever shows up and tries to come for me… you will tear him into millions of tiny pieces and scatter them to the four corners of the earth;
You love my son;
You’re willing to reflect and learn and grow;
I can still make you blush;
You’re different;
You are the one who comforts me in the middle of the night;
You humor me;
I can’t resist your hair;
You kiss me goodbye everyday;
You crack me up harder than anyone else for reasons that would make no sense to anyone else;
Stories about helpless people or animals overcoming great odds move you to tears;
You created a space just for me… My paint room;
You are genuinely interested in me;
You smile with your whole face and light up a room;
You will sit and listen to Smallest Child talk for hours;
You are the most intelligent individual I have ever had the pleasure of knowing;
You show compassion toward those in need;
You’ve supported me through a period of growth even when you weren’t sure of the outcome;
You hold me tight when I cry;
You told me I’m beautiful;
You let me thaw my frozen feet on the backs of your legs;
You pretend right along with me that I’m perpetually only 29 years old;
The sound of my snoring is actually comforting to you;
Little kids are drawn to you like it’s the most natural thing in the world – you have “The Baby Fu”;
You always encourage me to try new things;
You think I’m smart enough to be a challenge to you;
You know when to play it safe and can be prodded into taking a risk;
My friends feel safe with you;
The lines in your face and the way you shove your fingers in your hair are so, so sexy;
You worry about people I care about;
You love your siblings fiercely;
You love me back;

Happy Birthday Mr. Amazing … I would have posted this on your actual birthday… but we are going to be on a plane!

What are you going to do next?? We’re going to Disneyland!!!!

Oct 01 2013

The Cookie Wife…

Author: Kerry

Share a Fall recipe that you’re loving this season.

Soooo I don’t really cook… or bake… But I do love me some fall recipes… So let me let you in on a little secret I have… It’s kind of a magical thing…. I live in Utah… Where not only do plural marriages have a reputation of being practiced… but some of the best baking happens! So I did the only logical thing I could do …. I took a cookie wife! You heard me right!

me: <Yawn/stretch/puts an arm over her shoulder move/Drops Recipe in lap>

Cookie Wife: Aren’t you hilarious???

me: Smoooooth… I believe the word you were looking for is smooth

Cookie Wife: Or subtle…

me: Bahahaha!

Cookie Wife: Guess what is the best thing ever??

me: ??

Cookie Wife: Maple blueberry sausage!!! I’ll bet I could make it just as yummy with ground turkey!

me: MMMMMMMMMMMMMM I wanna eat it all!

Cookie Wife: I made blueberry pancakes, maple blueberry sausage, crock pot hash brown scrambled eggs & juice & milk.

me: … Small Child ate at school … I ate a leftover taco time bean burrito.

HAPPY OCTOBER EVERYONE!!!

Sep 16 2013

A day in the life…

Author: Kerry

Take a picture every hour and show us what a day in your life is like.

I haven’t been super bloggy like lately…… I’ve been having a rough go at things… I read back through my blog to Septembers past… and realize I am in the same place… that I always survive… that I always blog again… even though in this place it seems completely impossible to imagine surviving the next 48 hours… I know I will… What is going on.. is it literally just drowning in memories? Is it the time of year. the change of seasons? is it all in my head? I do not really know where it comes from, if it is real or not… It is real enough feeling… I imagine being somewhere where I can shut down all my senses, all the noises, all light and touch… I imagine my brain not being able to think… … Just for a day… It is like walking through tar… if I stop walking it will settle and firm up…So I don’t… and just like this dark place was entered with no real reason… I will walk into the lighter place again… and my legs will be less heavy… and I will become more engaged in my surroundings again… I will not make any life changing decisions in this dark place… and I will not bring others to it with me…. It is going to be okay… It is always going to be okay…and this prompt sounded fun… So regardless of my feelings I keep moving… Here is what my day looks like today…

I woke up… showered… got dressed… (Saved your life and didn’t take a picture that hour)… and got out the door. (7 am)

Took my most adorable creeper to school…

Made my 30 minute commute as the sun beamed its way through the clouds, and didn’t crash into the idiots taking pictures of the massive rainbow that made its debut in the morning traffic. (Take note: No Rainbow Picture!)

Finally arrived here where I will spend the next 9 hours of the day…. (8 am)

Imagine this on repeat until 5 pm… Save me the trouble of reposting (I love my job, and I am grateful for it)

Mid-day jaunt through the warehouse to search for something that the warehouse manager & his adorable British accent are too busy to find…. 20 minutes of walking a creepy dark warehouse with thousands upon thousands of boxes…. then finding it under his desk… (FTW… WOOT!) (1 pm)

Nearing the 5 o’clock hour… I allow myself to watch the Disneyland count down… for a moment… or ten. (4 pm)

Finally… Made the drive home… decided to bag the whole preparing of food for the day…. (6 pm) Chinese it is!

Here goes the night time routine…. Music Practice… Voice, Viola and Piano…

Next is a shower (7 pm)

This is the look Mr. Amazing gives me when I tell him I need his Mac to finish up my blog… because I have to blog each hour or I will forget… bahaha damn he is cute (8 pm)