Here are a few pictures from the weekend.
Logan with Brenner and Joren painting the trailer.
Logan reading to Legacy.
A couple of silly pictures of Legacy wearing some nerdy glasses:)
Logan is such a good uncle and all the kids just love him. Well, except for Terek, hence no pictures, but Terek doesn't like anybody;)
FOR THE SPECTRUM DAILY NEWS
SALT LAKE CITY -
While many students take a break over the summer, several young women are gearing up for a unique competition.
Deaf and hard-of-hearing women from around Utah will compete in the Miss Deaf Utah Ambassadorship Program on Saturday at 6 p.m. at South Hills Middle School, 13508 S. 4000 West, Riverton.
Among the seven contestants is 19-year old Natisha Luke from St. George. Luke enjoys boating, wakeboarding, hiking, and camping with her family. She has completed phlebotomy school and is certified. This fall she plans to enroll in college to become a C.N.A. In the future she would like to work with young children as a teacher or pediatrician.
He's chilling in Brian Head...literally...
...in his own Condo...
...working and enjoying the sights.
I drove up there last night and got to visit with him for a couple hours. It was nice to see him and I didn't know Brian Head was so beautiful!
COCKROACHES IN MY BED!!!!!This morning at 6am we headed out to the Ranch on the Arizona Strip for Round-Up. Yeah, it's fun...
This is Tanner in all of "Grandma's Gear".
Tanner pretending he is a calf about to get branded/chopped/vaccinated/castrated.
This is everyone getting ready for the festivities...I was the counter of cows again...the easy job...until I got freaked out and nearly killed and decided to nap in the retro-chic trailer.
And this is my near-death experience. Yeah, silly me, wanting a drink of water, went to get some out of the cooler. I could only see about four inches of it's extremely fat tummy and it startled me. I didn't scream right away, but as soon as I turned to run it started to rattle and I got freaked and ran screaming to Logan. Ron killed it (THANKS RON!) and all was well, except for me, who never really recovered and was too scared to even pee anywhere.
I think I have had too many reptile experiences lately:)
We went up to Elsinore to help my Mom decorate graves since it is a huge affair up there in Sevier and Piute Counties. It was nice to see Mom and to get a chance to help her out. It was also the first time Logan has been to the clay hill cemetary in Junction and he got a good taste of what it is like to rake/dig/pull weeds off from old graves that are my ancestors. It's always an interesting activity.
We hadn't even been pulled off the freeway for a minute when a mini-van stopped to help us. Since there was really nothing they could do, they left. Meanwhile, the engine cooled some and we drove around another mile. this is when Logan had the idea to use one of my shoelaces instead of a belt. While we were doing this, a highway patol officer stopped to help. Again, there was nothing he could do so he left.
As many of you may know, I have had a rash on my legs off and on for around two years. Yes, two YEARS! Well, today I finally had it and went to the doctor. It turns out that I have Folliculitis. It is an infection of the hair follicles. It is caused by Staph infection which I have had very severely twice before. I am so excited to finally know what is wrong. I just popped my first antibiotic pill and hopefully it will be clearing up permanently in the next few days. Hooray!
Tonight, we were on our way to drive by some houses my brother is thinking about buying when I noticed this:
It was on the window just outside our front door, and behind our shrubery. When we got back, it was still there so I decided to try to get a better picture of it, but it freaked out and jumped down and scared me to death! I went running through our parking lot thinking that it was going to attack me. Logan just laughed and had to talk me into walking past the shrub to get into our house. This lizard was seriously HUGE! Everyone from St.George will probably laugh at me because you are all used to them, but it really freaked me out!!!
This song was co-written by Logan and myself. It is to Beyonce's "Halo".
HaloToday I have the day off, so what did I do with all my spare time? Did I craft, sew, or scrapbook? Guess again....
Every once in a while I decide that being domestic can't be that hard afterall...and I try again.
Today I decided to make my Grandma Gene's famous homemade rolls and strawberry jam. I started the rolls around 10 am. I waited 'til they were rising in the bowl the second time and started to cut up the strawberries. At this point I was feeling pretty good about myself. I've successfully made the rolls before and I've seen the jam made about a million times, so I'm good, right? Think again.
Everything went smoothly until I was stirring my boiling jam in the pan and I see floating black chunks...yep, you're right...my spoon melted. So while I was feverishly trying to fish out the black chunks, it's time to start the timed boil.
I finally decide that we and whoever, if anyone, that we share this with will just have to look out for the chunks.
At last my poor little burnt fingers have the last ring screwed on, and I notice something...what did I notice? THIS IS WHAT I NOTICE:
I have never seen, let alone made a mess this big...
There is jam in all the usual places like stove, counter, etc...but there is also jam in many unexpected places like floor, fridge (splatter) and me. Not a pretty sight.
So this is my final product. Eight itsy-bitsy teeny-weeny half-pints of strawberry jam, complete with melted spoon chunks.
Was it worth it? I don't know, I haven't tasted it. Will it even set up? Only time will tell. Will I make this again? Ask me next week.
Meanwhile...the rolls are going great. Wouldn't Grandma be proud?
And it was the most exhausting day of my life. We left St. George at midnight Friday and got there at 7 Saturday morning. We stayed at the park till midnight and I got home at 8 this morning.On Tuesday I went with my Practicum first grade class to Snow Canyon. I was really excited about it since it was my last day with them and we got to have fun on a field trip. It was fun, sort of. Imagine me, I am only given 5 little boys to be in charge of, and I've still got my hands full. The lady ranger's first words are "I am a Naturalist." So we go on a hike. These little kids are not allowed to make noise (they might frighten the wildlife) and they can't step off the trail. I totally get that, but they are seven year old boys. This was my biggest problem. They wanted to kick plants and pull leaves off, they wanted to stomp on snake holes and frighten the lizards before anyone else in the group could see. I ended up with a big headache. This is the only "legal" picture I can show you since no faces can be seen (the blue shirts are my little charges).
When we were getting back to the school and off the bus one of the teachers fell and had to go home. This meant that me and my "dyad" Moenika took over Mrs. W's class while she took the injured teacher's class. It was fun, and it would have been better if we weren't worn out already. There were only 11 kids there that day so it wasn't bad at all. We read them some stories and then did a writer's workshop about the field trip in which the students wrote about their favorite part.
I forgot the best story of all about the hike. The children were very, very thirsty. The school had provided a water bottle for each child, but they couldn't have it till they got back to the ranger station. We are hiking with seven year olds in 94 degree weather. Not cool. The students were complaining and the teachers told them that if they kept complaining they wouldn't get any water even when we got back. So what did I do? Picture my water bottle being passed up and down the line of kids. I decided I would be the one to die of thirst because :
This is the fun part. These are my table buddies at school. Sorry the pic is a little blurry. These are the coolest girls I have ever met! We spend 6 hours a day, two days a week sitting together and you get to know a person pretty well that way. The one in the green stripes is my dyad Moe. The others are Kim, Jessica, Whitney, and Nicole. We have the best time and everyone is jealous that we're the cool table...jk...but we have so much fun together all the time!
