Little late but not never

So it's a few weeks old. Who cares, at least I'm posting pictures right?

We had a little family get together when the Newbolds came into town.

Here Jude is being tortured by his mom.

Elliot going in for the smooch from Keira

The always gracious hosts

Exciting party eh

Nena and her cute new boyfriend Owen, who taught Enola her strongman routine.

This is as Jacob is saying, "WTF?" to his lovely bride.

Celebrating the July birthdays. Rheanna, Chris, Chelsea, Jude, Sara and Matix (I did not make the cupcakes from scratch, just the paper cups because the store didn't have them big enough for my tins.) Still awesome though.

I love the new neon food coloring I found

I got this cool new little camera for being pretty awesome at work. I still LOVE my Kodak but this is more compact and travel friendly. (It only came in pink)

For those of you who haven't heard Chris is having more medical issues, naturally. Some certain liver number, not sure if it's the billiruben or what was 200 points higher than it should be so he went in for an x-ray Monday to see what is really going on. They gave him this excuse note in case he had to go through the airport or something. I thought it was funny.

No we have not heard back yet from the doctors so don't start worrying yet.

C'est La Vie

Not much

I celebrated the Fourth, two days late, with my fam while my hubby was at work. I had bought a lot of glow sticks and we cracked one open.

This was the end result. I don't think I would recommend it because I'm pretty sure that cracking sound you hear when you break them to glow is glass and I just rubbed it into my palm. No blood just turned out to be uncomfortable. Looks cool though

So driving home from work the freeway was at a stand still so I got off and drove through town. AF was setting off some fireworks for their little festival and I felt like such a kid, I was all alone in my car but so excited by some of them that I said, "Awesome" then started to laugh at myself because I was being a dork and then proceeded to unconsciously say, "Wow" to others. The little kid inside never dies.(This is Chris and I reenacting the amazement of fireworks.)

This was on a friend of my cousins blog that I accidental clicked on and thought was funny!

Happy 34!!

Ahh...Aint' he cute.

So we did the annual birthday breakfast at Kneaders and then headed to Provo for the Freedom Festival. Walked around and got a little burnt. (His nose got fried the day prior fishing. Not my fault)

I was a bad wife and didn't plan anything fun but he got a cheesecake. ( I blame the unplanning due to girls camp)

Mom and I sang "Happy Birthday"

(The kids were mad at me so I didn't invite them) Rude? Probably.

He blew out his candles and that was that. I did get him some awesome gifts if I do say so. So his birthday couldn't have been too bad....right?

Sorry it's been more than a month since the last post but with girls camp and all it was kind of hectic and busy month. Hopefully Enola will post her pictures. I will say it was Fun and the girls were great. I did commit vehicular homicide and kill a squirrel on the way up. (Although Chris informs me vehicular is not in any Utah law and that I actually committed automobile homicide, but it doesn't sound as cool)

Anyway sorry we live such a boring life.

First of all I'd like to say a very BIG THANK YOU to all those who serve our country and the sacrifices they make so I can enjoy the freedom I do. Words can't really explain the thanks to them and their families.

So yesterday my husband had me worried that he had perhaps gotten in a car accident. He called when he got in his car to come home, I estimated about 45 mins. He failed to tell me he was taking his mom home too so it really took him about two hours so I was getting worried after and hour and a half and every time I tried calling his phone it went strait to voicemail. So when he finally pulled up. I did what any good wife would do and...I punched him in the chest. Now I always thought I could punch hard but my sweet husband has taught me how to punch the "correct way" I was pretty proud of myself because he doubled over in pain, lost his breath and the best part, it didn't hurt me in the least bit. I'm not proud I hurt my husband, (maybe a little) but he always wins when we wrestle. (Stupid academy and their defensive tactics) He kept rubbing his manly pec because of the resonating pain. Don't worry I didn't punch his heart, it was the other side.

Tutus and Tattoos

So me right? I was thinking more skull and crossbones but...I'm not picking the theme for girls camp. We had our camp kickoff tonight and we had to...ahem..."flutter" in with our magic wands. This will be a joy. I'm so not the princess type and guess what the theme is? It will be fun and I am excited to go but you all know I'm not super patient if your prissy.

C'est la vie!

So I got up to give the general idea of what will be up to. Yes I came straight from work so while all the other leaders were looking beautiful with their done hair, white skirts and make up I came looking just how I did it that picture. Jeans, dirty white shirt messy hair with the ever present pen stuck in the pony. Today I had this awesome tattoo on my arm while speaking to the young women and their mothers.

Just representin!

Granted Chelsea would have done a much better arrangement. These are some of my homegrown Tulips. That I'm convinced would have looked even better if the wind wouldn't have torn them up.

I need someone to tell me how to put the "gadget" up that tells me when the last time blogs were updated if I have a link to that blog.

I hope that made sense.

Just Coincidence

First off I need to vent a bit.

This has nothing to do with Candidate Tim James' comments but...They hired me a lot attendant who immigrated from Mexico who doesn't speak a lot of English. That's fine, he is here LEGALLY and is just looking for a better life. I have no problems. But when it impedes on my job duties looking for him all the time because he is not where he is supposed to be or doing what is supposed to be. Or me having to put my work aside to find someone to put their work aside so they can translate for me what I need this man to do it gets a little frustrating. Now I'm no racist but I about lost it the other day when I was talking to one of the guys who had been translating for me and I found out this lot attendant has lived here for 15 years!!! I get more than just a little bugged that this man still cannot communicate with me smoothly and gets all excited when I use the few Spanish words I know to try and get my point across and he tells me "very good" AGH! Sorry. He's not stupid he just doesn't want to learn English I guess. Once again I have nothing wrong with you wanting to come live here and if you don't speak English but are learning and trying I'm more that happy to help and I'm more than patient. I work with a few people who immigrated here LEGALLY and wanted to learn the language and we get along wonderfully I consider them good friends but why can't this man be more like them? Ahem... I'm done now.

My little green house is doing awesome. Thanks for asking!

Some "Brownie Cream-Cheese Bites" I made the other day. I think they taste better the following day, as long as you stored them in an airtight container.

Oh I almost forgot. I have to go to girls camp this year. Anyone have any good activity ideas you remember doing at camp and liked? I need help.

Toot Toot

This is my greenhouse. I've got Roma tomatoes, cucumbers, mesclun, herbs and some other things. Got a lot of seeds today too can't wait to get my garden going and hopefully I have a green thumb.

Some of my Tulips are blooming.

I made a Chocolate-raspberry tart with a gingersnap crust for desert. I thought it was pretty tasty. My husband Senor picky wasn't a fan. I think I'll tweak it a bit and change some things up next time.

The chocolate ganache filling was my favorite.

Trying to stay busy in this beautiful Spring weather we are having before it skips to summer too soon, or back to winter, you know the rain and snow are supposed to be back Thurs.

Stupid Utah.