My Little Adventure

Nicola suggested in her last post that I share my little adventure from the reunion with her family a few weeks ago. It all began when I thought it would be fun to bring horses camping. For the record, it was fun. As you can see in the photo below Katrina thought it was a blast to ride the horse.


All the little nieces and nephews had a great time taking turns riding the horses.

I took three horses up, but they were all barefoot and after a day and a half of riding, the paint stallion I was riding started to get a little sore on his front feet. I figured I'd run down the canyon and switch him out with the paint gelding even though I knew the paint gelding had a history of bucking and falling over on me. I was able to rode him up the canyon without any problems until I got to the camp. We had to walk through the campground to get from the trail where I was to the hitching post where the other horses were tied up.

The gelding is afraid of everything, so he didn't want to go through the camp. He started bucking, and at one point I thought he was falling over, so I kicked my feet out of the stirrup, but he didn't go down. He just kept bucking. When he finished, I got off, led him through the camp to the hitching post, then back to the trail. I mounted up so I could now ride him through the campground, but he threw a fit again. In the process of jumping and bucking he hit my face with his head which cracked open the outside of my right eyesocket. Then he fell over on me. This time I did not get my feet out of the stirrup first. So I ended up with a sprained pelvis, 10 stitches around my eye, and a pulled and bruised groin muscles.

Oh yeah, I had a bit of a black eye and some stitches visible in the family photos that Nicola shared belos, so we're going to get our photos taken again tomorrow.

Annie: Do you like kids? Jack: On a case-by-case basis.

Annie: Do you know how to make chocolate milk?
Jack: I think I could figure it out.
Annie: Promise you won't kidnap me and my brother and plant stuff in our brains?
Jack: Sure.
Annie: Welcome to earth.

This movie is hilarious. Audra, do you know which one it is? So we had our family reunion last week for my side of the family. More on that later; Josh should really do a post about his little adventure. This is just a preview of our family pictures. There are A LOT of photos, these are just a few. BIG THANK YOU to Josh's cousin Sarah for taking them. She is like the best, so nice and easy to work with. Anyway, these are mostly for the benefit of my family, who hasn't seen these yet.

The Whole Fam

Sitting on the cool rock steps

Katrina running around

Mike and Jen family

Dave and RaieGene family

The Mom and Dad

Josh showing his "good" side

The unattached siblings

Audra really needed an updated picture to replace her senior portraits

Aww.....cutest!

Mike and Jen

All the Grandkids

Mike and his boys

Jen and her girls

Of course not, Mother; I'm only here for the food.

Classic line; I love it.  So, anyway, I have been contemplating doing this for a while.  I really like to cook and bake, and I love it when people share recipes with me.  So.......TA DA!  I created a recipe blog.   The address is:
http://youareonlyhereforthefood.blogspot.com/

And I promise to post one recipe a week.  Hmmm, promise is such a strong word.  I promise to TRY to post one recipe a week.  And to start it all off, I will post my favorite recipe of all time: my Chocolate Chip Cookies.

Here's a picture, but you'll have to go to my new blog to get the recipe.  

 I have also re-posted all of the recipes I listed on this blog.  So let me know what you think please!  And who knows what movie this line comes from?

"Looks like you've been missing a lot of work lately." "I wouldn't say I've been MISSING it, Bob."

Photographic evidence that I am living at my new house!  Doesn't my garage have ridiculously fancy floors?

So we moved (YEAH!) and now I am working from home.  I decided when I found out I would be working from my house, that I really needed to pretend like I was still going into the office.  You know, do all the things I would do if I actually HAD to go to the office, like: get ready, change out of my pajamas, wear make-up, look presentable as if I would be seen in public, etc.  Well, yesterday was my first official day of working from home; and it went pretty good.  I did all of those things; except I did wear my house slippers.  Today....uh, not so much.  I did shower, but only because I had gone running/walking this morning and it was HOT so I was really sweaty.  Then, I let my hair dry naturally, and it reminded me that there is a really good reason why I don't normally do that.  Also, I wore a humongous pair of (men's) sweats and a ratty t-shirt that is at least 10 years old.  It's classic.  It has a hole in it right below the neckline.  I was playing volleyball and I got really mad because we were playing lousy, and I bit my shirt and ripped it.  On my teeth.  Yeah, I am awesome and so is my outfit.  But you know what?  I was still really productive today.  In fact, I felt like I got a lot accomplished.  And my boss was really pleased with the reports I sent her.  She said "This just made my day!" when she got them.  But, I think I am going to try to stick to my original plan.  Because, honestly, I looked like a "nut job" (as my husband lovingly called it).  Besides, I might actually want to go places some days.  Or someone could come over!      

This is what the dogs do after I take them on our walk/run and they stay this way the whole time I am working.  They have been really good.  They are SO tired when we get home.  Brutus can't even wait to get inside to lay down.  Today he tried to lay down in my neighbor's yard under a big bush.  Lazy.
In other news, I got a calling: Young Women's Secretary.  I am pretty excited.  The girls seem really great and so do the other leaders.  Plus, it will give me a chance to meet some people.  And it means that I won't get one of my dreaded callings: Gospel Doctrine teacher or Relief Society ANYTHING (besides pianist).  Whew! I'm safe for a little bit.
So, I am almost ready for visitors...who wants to be first?

Pheobe. That's, P, as in Phoebe, H, as in heobe, O as in oebe, E, as in ebe, B, as in bebe, and E as in... Ello there mate.

Random, I know.  That was the point.  This post is all about the randomness.  A few things:  Our house is done, scroll down for more pics from the cell phone.  We will hopefully sign the mortgage papers on Friday and move in.  That's probably a good thing, because I think living by myself has adversely affected my emotional state.

Speaking of cell phones, I had an adult tantrum yesterday.  I don't really want to get into the details, but it had something to do with unhelpful customer service people and my cell phone not being able to receive picture mail.  The problem with adults having tantrums is they are allowed to use grown up things (like cars and guns and such). For a small moment yesterday, I understood the mind set behind people with "road rage" and the phrase "going postal".  No worries, I did not ram my car through the Sprint store or stuff my cell phone down the rude man's throat.  I just REALLY wanted to.  Nor did I do any harm to anyone or anything.  Just thought about it.....anyway.  Instead I called my husband and through my hysterical sobbing/breathing, told him about my awful situation.  (Which, as I'm sure all you sane people realize, is really not a big deal.  I mean, I could still call people and receive and send texts.)  To which he replied, "What is that noise?  We must have a bad connection.  Wait, is that your breathing?  Oh...oh no....umm, are you okay?"  He then tried to be reasonable with me.  That worked super good.  But no worries, nothing a little dinner with friends couldn't fix.
In other news, my father in law read something in the public log of the newspaper and insisted on my mother in law mailing it to me.  I found it highly amusing.  Not necessarily the content, but the fact that David wanted to send it to me so much that GayLynn actually did it.  They are funny people.  Here's what it said:
A Provo woman fell on a knife and accidentally stabbed herself in the abdomen Tuesday afternoon.  According to the Provo Fire Department, the 45-year-old was coring an apple with a steak knife in her home. She had four dogs in the house, and she somehow tripped over a dog or one caused her to slip, and she fell on the knife, suffering a 3-inch wound.
She was taken to Utah Valley Regional Medical Center in Provo and had exploratory surgery to determine if there was any internal damage. She was conscious and alert when she arrived at the hospital.
So obviously, the woman is okay, but I guess I'm not the only one worried about me living alone.  Also, I don't core apples with a steak knife, so I am probably okay.  That fact that I found this amusing might also say something about my current emotional stability.  I think I just want to live with my husband again.  He somehow manages to make me less crazy....and yes, I know that sounds a little crazy.