Twenty Years!

Yesterday, June 25th, we celebrated our 20th wedding anniversary.  (Yes, I got married when I was 15--jk).  Actually, we didn't actually celebrate it yet since we had absolutely no time yesterday, although we tried to throw in a super quick lunch at Red's.  Chris got to the restaurant and ordered for me since I only had a 15 minute window.  When I got there I noticed it was Free Dessert Day (my favorite day at Red's) so we asked the waitress to bring our free dessert before we were done with our meal since we didn't have much time to wait for it after the meal.  Well, she brought it before we even got our lunch.  So for lunch I had one of those huge martini glass ice cream sundaes--a dream come true for me.  Chris only had a bite or two and so I had to eat the rest myself.  That was a great lunch, it's not everyday I get to eat a huge sundae for lunch.

Anyway, twenty years!  Chris and I met at a dance on September 11, 1987 at BYU at the apartment complex I had just moved into and Chris had just moved out of.  We were both dating other people but we went to the dance because they were having free pizza and any college student will eat free pizza.  As my journal says, "I met a cute boy.  He is just rad!"  (OK, it was the '80's.) We started dating, got rid of the other people we were dating, became engaged in March and  were married in June on an extremely windy day at the Jordan River Temple.

Chris always says we don't have anything in common...(music, motorcycles, camping)... but after twenty years at least we have twenty years and three kids in common.  We are both very different, but somehow I think we compliment each other.  We've both grown and changed a lot over the past twenty years--hopefully  for the better and I can't wait to see what the next 20 years bring.  I love you, Chris.  Happy anniversary.

Here Kitty Kitty

We were walking into church on Sunday and a little kitten came out of the bushes and sat right in front of the door.  We were waiting to see more little kittens come out of the bushes, but he/she (never checked) was the only one.   It was very friendly and came up to each of us and wanted us to pet it.  We felt sorry for it since it has been real hot all week (100+) and figured the kitty was pretty hungry and thirsty (especially since it was trying to eat Kelsie's fingers and tried to eat the dried up gum on the concrete.)  Chris went in the church and brought out some water for it and then went to try and find some food for the kitty.  The kitty was obviously used to people and didn't look too orphaned so we looked for "Lost Kitten" signs in the neighborhood, but didn't find any.  Chris put the kitty in with the YW (we have YW/YM first and sacrament meeting last) because the kitty would not move away from the church doors and Chris was afraid someone was going to open the door  and hit the kitten.  It was as if the kitty knew that if it came to the church someone would help it. :]  After YW, for some reason,  the Sunday School teacher didn't want the poor kitty in their class, so I went to take it back outside.  On my way out, our wonderful, compassionate primary president saw the kitten and actually volunteered to take care of it until it's true owners are found.  (Thanks, Julianna!) I'm pretty sure that it has real owners, it's a persian kitty, and although it was dirty it looked fairly healthy.  The funniest part was when she carried it into sacrament meeting and all of the kids in the chapel started yelling, "Look, a kitty!  A kitty!"  Hopefully, the owners will call her soon and she will not see this as a sign that she needs to move out of our ward into a house that lets her have pets.

A Day of Firsts

Yesterday was one of those days when each of the kids have something "big" happening.  Kelsie started her first job.  Her first real job where she actually gets a paycheck.  She has a part-time job working as a camp counselor for the summer for a Lutheran church in town.  She liked that the kids call her "Miss Kelsie," but does not like the fact that she needs to wear a polo shirt.  She, apparently, does not "do" polo shirts. The good news was the polo shirts have not come in yet so she didn't have to wear one.  As soon as they're in, I'll post a picture of her in her shirt.

Trevor had his first high school basketball game.  He had a lot of fun and played a great game, scoring 10 points.  He had a four hour basketball camp in the morning and then went to his game in the un-air-conditioned gym when it was 108 outside.  Needless to say, he was hot, tired and hungry when he came home.  I have never seen him eat so much in a three hour period.  It was actually rather scary.

And Branden got braces.

Last Days of School

Trevor successfully was "promoted" from 8th grade on Thursday and is now a high school freshman.   On  Saturday he had basketball tryouts, and on Thursday he has volleyball tryouts.  Nothing like giving  these poor kids (or moms) a summer vacation. 

Branden finished 5th grade on Friday, but he gets to stay at his elementary school next year and be the "big man on campus" (literally) as a 6th grader.  He had the option of going to middle school for 6th grade, but wanted to stay with friends, be in junior olympics, and run for president.

 

On Friday and Saturday we had an amazing stake youth conference that Kelsie and Trevor participated in.  It was so much fun for me to be there and see all the great youth in our stake, but I am still recovering from it.

 Today was the first day of summer vacation.  My favorite part so far was staying in bed while Chris got up to go to work.  That may sound really mean, but he rarely gets up before me during the school year, and it was so nice to stay in bed...until I had to drive Trevor to basketball, go grocery shopping and start some laundry. 

FREE FOOD

Since I had so many people who were interested in my Free Ben and Jerry's post, I decided to give plenty of notice for Free Hot Dog on  a Stick Night.  I know it's not as good as Ben and Jerry's, but it's the only time I take my kid's to Hot Dog on a Stick.  Anyway, Friday June 13th between 5:00-8:00 PM is when you can get your Free Hot Dog on a Stick!  

No Life

I had a voice message on my phone last week.  It was from my mom.  The message was something to the effect of  "Hi Lori, this is Mom.  I'm in my car and I saw something that made me think of you.  There's a  car in front of me with a license plate holder that says 'I have no life. My kids play ball.' Have a nice day."  OK.  So now my mom is calling to tell me I have no life.  Are you not reading my blog Mom?  So maybe it's not the most fascinating blog, but I haven't even blogged about sports yet. (Go Lakers!)  I've been too busy sewing, ironing, cleaning out the office and watching you tube.

Charlie Bit Me

I haven't blogged much about Kelsie because she's 16.  Enough said.  She is obsessed right now with this U-tube video and she actually said I could put it on my blog.  (The title might be a little too close to home for you, Kaye.)  She is often heard walking around the house talking in an English accent quoting soundbites from the video.  I don't see what she thinks is so entertaining about it, but check out "Charlie Bit Me."

www.youtube.com/watch?v=_OBlgSz8sSM

I prefer the "Buhlud" youtube video

www.youtube.comwatch?v=Q9yAkBSrMk0&feature=related

Pancakes

Branden LOVES pancakes.  He loves to eat pancakes and he loves to make pancakes.  I often find him making a batch of pancakes and eating the whole batch himself.  On Sunday he made pancakes, and I was very impressed with the presentation of this batch of pancakes.  Look out Wolfgang Puck!