Thursday, April 21, 2011
(thought to self) "Wow it must be bad"
my phone is going off like CRAZY in my bag.
(thought to self) "let me just buy these few things I have for Sam and I will get my phone, where am I going to go if it is raining like crazy and SEVERE thunder storm"
Phone still going off like crazy. It's my sister Michelle.
(Michelle) "I just heard from Mike (our brother). His cancer has won they give him less than thirty days if his calcium does not drop, and zero - six months if it does. It's spreading fast and they are not giving him any more chemo. They are getting hospice in to start working with him to die."
(thought to self) I can hear the hail hitting the roof now and the lights just went out in JcPenny and I can't see a foot in front of me, my brother is dying and I just bought $86 worth of stuff for Sam and I have no idea what I got him.
Looking out the front window of JcPenny I start running to my car as tree's are getting knocked down, my ear is full of water, and I am in heals and trying not to cry because I just got the news I knew was coming any second.
(thought to self) What do I do? Do I go to Preston, Do I sit here and cry, or do I try to get the hell out of the storm that is hitting Layton like the plague.
Tears start falling down my face, like gracefully falling, not like the ugly cry I usually cry, just pouring off my chin. A piece of cardboard from the storm of the century is stuck on my windshield so I am trying to get it off.
on the radio...
"Now I’m feelin so fly like a G6, like a G6"
Call my Mom. Trying to drive in this storm from hell, process everything and avoid tree branches that are falling down.
say to my Mom crying "I am just so sad, Mom, I have to get home, I will call ya later."
Have an overwhelming feeling I HAVE to talk to Mike right this second, I mean not in 10 minutes when I get home but right this second. Call him... no answer. Sitting on the freeway between Layton and home because there is a traffic jam from this storm. It's hailing again now. BAD!
"Poppin bottles in the ice, like a blizzard
When we drink we do it right gettin slizzard
Sippin sizzurp in my ride, like Three 6
Now I’m feelin so fly like a G6
Like a G6, Like a G6
Now I’m feelin so fly like a G6"
Get home, let the dogs outside and our shed door is on the patio, shed is blowing over, neighbor ladies garbage cans have blown all over, go try to help her get the garbage cans in. Still gracefully crying tears off my chin.
from her daughters car I can hear. "Like a G6, like a G6."
Today is a shitty day!
Tuesday, April 19, 2011
I owe this tip to my Mom.
Ya, know the junk you get in your liquid laundry detergent cup. The coagulated junk that dries and coats that nice little plastic number you pour your detergent into your washer with. Just fill it up and place the entire thing in your washer with your dirty clothes and wash away and it comes out sparkling clean and no funk around your cup.
OOOOO.. simple pleasures!
Monday, April 18, 2011
Debbie: "Sam, will you PLEASE go get me a funnel cake???? PLEASE?"
Sam: "Yes" and than he stands up to get past people ya know how ya dowhen you are sitting in a crowd, making EVERYONE stand up so you can slip by.
Alison: "Sam, Where are you going?"
Sam: "Debbie, Wants a funnel cake?"
Alison "You are going alone" raised eyebrows and giggle.
Debbie: "Yes, he can go alone, I can't go my feet are KILLING me!"
Alison: Well, that should be fun for you Sam, have a good time?" sam walks past everyone else..
Sally to Alison: "Where did Sam go?"
Alison: "He said Debbie wanted to fornicate, so he is going somewhere?"
Debbie: Laughing HARD... "He did NOT say Debbie wants to Fornicate he said Debbie wants a funnel cake.."
well I got my funnel cake and it was about as good as fornicating!
Sunday, April 17, 2011
Three generations.. This is my Mom, who I am her child 100%. I can go in her kitchen and open a drawer and know exactly what will be there because my kitchen is the same way, I worry about the same stuff she worries about and let me tell you my Mom and I NEVER leave our house with out our dishes done or our bed made because that's what my Great Grandma Taylor always use to tell my Mom.. I love this lady and I love who she has made me. Cassidi has no idea that she is also going to be JUST like the other two women in this photo with her.
*side note. look at these cute centerpieces that my Mom and myself made for Nolans 75th birthday party. I KNOW THEY ARE SO CUTE!
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
p.s. Cassidi wrecked my car while hers was in the shop getting fixed. This family needs a money tree right now!
Friday, April 8, 2011
How much wood could Brock and Debbie chuck if Brock and Debbie could chuck wood? the answer. NOT VERY DAMN MUCH.
For Spring Break Brock and I went and spent 2 nights in Idaho with my Dad and Sister and Brother. One morning I went over to my brothers Mikes to help him.
*side note. Something that I don't blog about much is that my brother, Mike, has terminal cancer. He has multiple myeloma and to put a long story short he is very very sick and has a hard time doing most things let alone chop wood.
So Mike can't really swing an ax right now and he needed some wood split to burn. Well Brock and I did about 20 pieces of woods and let me tell you it was so hard work and I have not been able to move for two days because I have been so sore!!! Brock and I had a FABULOUS time in Idaho with my family. I can't believe how much fun we had up there in the home of Napoleon Dynamite. Things we did.
- toured a Mink Farm.
- went to the hot pots.
- played Mexican train. (my Dad won every game)
- went to my sister's Michelle's
- helped my brother Mike, (Brock even dusted)
- sat in my Dad's truck while he got a speeding ticket.
- ate to much
any way it was a fun different Spring Break for us and it was WONDERFUL to spend time with my family, however next time you chuck wood.... take advil!