What more is there to say?

Thank goodness for Rednecks...

If we did not have Rednecks, we would not have as much to make us laugh. I love these!!! Here's another one...

"What noise"??

At 1:30 pm I am driving to my friend Patty's house. Halfway there the van decides to give me grief. I can barely get going from the light. I slowly gain speed, all the while the van is having a seizure, and then realize my speedomoter is not working, along with the RPM's, and the temp. gage. The check engine light is on, the oil light, the airbag light and the battery light. And the air conditioning is not getting cold. All random stuff. Patty's husband Mark suggests calling two men in our ward who know something about cars and have them look at it to see if it's related to the $1,500.00 in repairs we had done between December and February, the first of which was $500.00 the week before Christmas. Yes, you read correctly. Anyhow, when Mark gets home he gets into the van it's doing all the same things. Thank goodness for witnesses, because I was about to become the "woman who hears things" and the woman who "maybe thought the dash stuff wasn't working". Cause, you know, when stuff goes wrong, the guy who looks at it never gets to experience the same thing the woman who drives it does. It magically fixes itself every time. Am I right? You betcha. And this time is no different. So Patty drives me home after Mark suggests not driving it and having the guys come to thier house to check on it. They get there, and it happens...everything is just dandy. Yes, nothing going wrong, everything sounds great, they drive it to my house and it's just wonderful and lovely and "we don't know, must've been a fluke". Uh huh. Just to be sure, they tell me the other guy will come in the morning and hook up his deely-bobber to see what code it gives. I figure if we get the same code, I can take it back to the place that "fixed" it since it's all still under warranty. But nothing is happening. Whatever code it was has magically cleared itself. No check engine light or anything else. Again, must have been a fluke. "Are you sure the dash wasn't working"? K, do I have a sign that says "please ask me the same question 5 different ways and I promise to answer differently the 5th time"? He tells me cars do that sometimes. It's like a computer, he says. Sometimes it has a glitch and you just have to shut it down and reboot. I ask him, "If it was a fluke and you don't know what caused it, who's to say it won't do a fluke again"? He kinda chuckles and says in that "you're a woman tone", that it's fine. He tells me to take it for a long drive. Drive on the freeway, run some errands, get it warmed up and see what happens...but he's positive it's nothing. So I take him up on it. I drive about 15 miles to do an errand. I stop to drop something off and a friends house, I gas up, I drive the 15 miles. Runs like a dream. Until I get out of Best Buy and try to turn it on. Nada. No stammering to start, nothing. Just blank. No noise. Wonderful. I wait 5 minutes and try again. It starts, but again is having a seizure. A grand-mal one. I call Patty. She rescues me. Again. The van is in the Best Buy parking lot as I type waiting for Isaac and Mark to go out there later tonight and see if they can get it home. I bet you a million bucks it will purr the entire way!!!

To be continued, I'm sure...

A 9 year olds thoughts on sweating

More Fun Photos From Pookie Grammas

Annual Trip To Grammas...

Each year the kids go to eastern Oregon to spend time with Pookie Gramma & Grampa Greg. They get to go for 3 weeks! They usually have a couple cousins from Utah there as well, so they all have a blast! There is so much work on the farm. It really is an all day thing. So many animals to feed each day, hay to move, watering, the list goes on and on. The weather does not stop the work. If it's 100 degrees out, you just get started earlier. Farm animals do not discriminate...they eat no matter the temperature! Needless to say, working the farm is not for wimps. It always amazes me how they go and work hard without complaint, when getting them to clean their rooms is an all day power struggle at times. Things that make you go hmmm. Well, whatever the reason, I'm glad they get to experience time alone with the grandparents to build relationships and just get spoiled to death...along with some responsibility. Spencer & Bailey removed fence posts one day. Abbey loves to feed the goats. Gramma has a dog named Jack (one of the dogs) that Abbey fell in love with 3 summers ago. She talks about Jack all year...she even named her stuffed dog Jack. She kept saying, "Oh, Jack is gonna be so excited to see me! He really misses me"! It's probably true. The kids will have these memories for a lifetime and then some! What a great experience for them each year. And we always end up with a ton of fantastic photos!!