To whom it may concern;
Due to a lack of time, I the management have hereby deleted all other blog spots except this one.
Thanks for your interest
The management.
Thursday, May 31, 2007
Wednesday, May 30, 2007
The Making of a disaster
It is officially summer here in Roosevelt. The schools are out. The kids are happy. All my flowers are blooming. Does this sound like a disaster in the making to you?
Well it wasn't really not until Sunday night when we were happily heading to Debbie's house for the night to spend Memorial Day with my family and leave some flowers for my mother. You see we have been having trouble with our old but well loved Suburban, at the ripe old age of 19 you would expect a little sagging around the speedometer. But on this occasion the sag turned into a grind and with smoke billowing out from under the car we start to worry. We were about half way to Heber at this moment and ready to ascend the mountains before Strawberry. So with a little deliberation and a top speed of 40 mph, we decided to head back (I wanted to keep going, who were we going to find to fix whatever was wrong with the car in the podunk town of Roosevelt). In the process of limping home Jason figured out that something was wrong with the transmission (oh the horror). We hoped it was just a hose or something cheap and easy to fix. But with it being 19 years old...
Needless to say its cheaper to put old faithful out of our misery then fix.
So the disaster begins.
I hate car shopping
Well it wasn't really not until Sunday night when we were happily heading to Debbie's house for the night to spend Memorial Day with my family and leave some flowers for my mother. You see we have been having trouble with our old but well loved Suburban, at the ripe old age of 19 you would expect a little sagging around the speedometer. But on this occasion the sag turned into a grind and with smoke billowing out from under the car we start to worry. We were about half way to Heber at this moment and ready to ascend the mountains before Strawberry. So with a little deliberation and a top speed of 40 mph, we decided to head back (I wanted to keep going, who were we going to find to fix whatever was wrong with the car in the podunk town of Roosevelt). In the process of limping home Jason figured out that something was wrong with the transmission (oh the horror). We hoped it was just a hose or something cheap and easy to fix. But with it being 19 years old...
Needless to say its cheaper to put old faithful out of our misery then fix.
So the disaster begins.
I hate car shopping
Monday, May 14, 2007
Mothers Day
Mothers day has come and gone. It never seems to last long enough. Jason was wonderful he waited on me hand and foot. Anything I wanted he did for me. The kids of course showered me with hugs, kisses and pictures a plenty. But as with all good things this to had to come to an end. Today were back to mom picking up the messes and giving the kisses. I've always loved being the mom and that hasn't changed but it was nice to be the one taken care of.
Today its back to the real world of cleaning I don't know what happens over the week end but on Mondays my house is always a mess. I cant wait till schools out and the kids will be home to clean up there own messes.
Today its back to the real world of cleaning I don't know what happens over the week end but on Mondays my house is always a mess. I cant wait till schools out and the kids will be home to clean up there own messes.
Friday, May 11, 2007
I know I haven't posted in a long time. The reason is simple its much to nice outside to be stuck here inside. The flowers are bloming the birds are singing I just love spring. For the last 2 weeks I have been outside preparing and planting flower beds a plenty. Jason and I are experiencing planting our first garden (I just hope the seeds come up). He tilled the earth, added some sunshine (munure), and then tilled some more. I laid out the rows, laid the seeds, and then laid out soaker hose on the rows. We are very excited! The kids have been helping to but there is still so much work still to do. When were done hopefully I'll remember to post pictures. But until then I have work to do;)
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