Kids are such boogers!

Well, maybe not all of them, but mine sure seem to be! So, "The Grandma in waiting"... As you all know from reading "anything" of mine, that Jen is pregnant again, the due date 7 July. Well, not any more! She went for the ultra sound, they cut off the pictures that showed the baby's sex, and the Dr. "drastically" changed the due date. So one might be asking when it is? Me to! The booger's are "selling" the new information with sworn secrecy! and I have no money to be "waisting" on the purchase of "family secrets". I think there is flat out espionage happening in my family! One should think this would be on the nightly news... "Boogers or espionage... you decide".(They also made mention of "is it one baby or two", but I scanned the pictures carefully and there was no a, b, or 1, 2 that you see with multiple's so I'm not buying it).

Apologies!

Oh the shame of it all. How do you say "I'm sorry" for something so important!? I for years have let the stupid little "E" at the end of Catherin "-e" bother me, usually not enough to say something to strangers but always willing to point it out to the In-laws (Who by the way Gary tells it has an "e" just to irritate me). And here I am, Beck"y"... Beck"ie". I probably have spelled it correctly Beck"y"'s whole life and now I have a friend Beck"ie" who spells it Beck"ie" and I get all screwed up! But then again, can I blame it on my education? What was the rule? "I" before "E" except after "C". I don't remember anything about a K, and the except for "Y" something something. Oh boogers... I refuse to blame it on "there are just to many to keep track of" so the bottom line I am Sorry! Please.... forgive! And if there is anyone else who I tend to Miss spell.... Let me know so I can correct myself. (And please accept this as my apology to you as well!)

We have a Yes!

He ask me if I had any suggestions or advice, I offered "if one knee is good, then two should seem better? Just beg." He ignored me! so much for being the most important women in his life...

He had a ring, got down on one knee and ask her the magic question. Kasie said yes.

I to would like to share my testimony of nothingness.

Oh I have to admit it... the title got my immediate attention, and my imagination came to an alert level that rivals the military launch codes. The pictures in my mind of Sunday's past with a child getting loose, Gary and I sinking on our bench to hide from the unavoidable laughter of the audience and who knows what coming from the mouth of our child. Beckie's children? Aunt Cathy and Uncle Stinky we love them to death, there adorable! We revel in the known fact that they are in the funnest of regards like our boy's! Oh the anticipation, the audience, the parents the testimony and there it was... Nothing. It just sat there in a poetic paragraph creating itself yet again in a whole new light... Nothing. And now? you might be asking yourself what on earth led you to MY blog? Duhh... My testimony... I to have the same problem as Beckie, night after night, I will be passing by the computer that sits ignored unused taunting and begging for attention and I fall for it every time! I will say to myself oh perhaps I could check my blog, maybe someone has added something, or perhaps even read one of mine and hallelujah the coveted "comment" oh oh and maybe even one that I could reply to! I have nothing of my own to say that anyone is going to jump up and say "oh my life is so changed for reading your blog" there is nothing of "great importance" to share, and my life... ha ha ha... yep "booring". Nothing like you would expect from my past raising my "wonderful well behaved interesting uneventful" boy's. The truth of it is I more often than not have "nothing" really to say.
P.S. Danny proposed to Kasie Morgan and she said YES... we have a wedding in our future! Yea!

No new's is... I've been really busy?

As life would have it, I have been normally busy. Mom always said my life is what soap opera's are made from. Grief... sorry... "good grief".
So for the last few weeks I have been chauffeuring Randy as his driving skills seem to be stuck on a combination of Iraq and ADD, it has however been effective. While visiting with his "battle buddies" at his freedom salute I was pleasantly made aware that Randy has by far the least speeding tickets issued "none" yea (one of them has four). There were plenty of "talked out of ticket tales" with the amazing Iraq chats to distract the cops. Friday they had family night at boondocks, Tyler got to do anything he wanted and all 4 of us ran him ragged, it took two hours at the hotel after a bath to get the child settled and to sleep, he then slept until noon the following day. The Freedom salute was great!
Cheryl and Dad(Grandpa Walgren) got to come to the ceremony Saturday so that was quite cool, thankfully Cheryl got better pictures than the self designated photographer in charge of my camera (Tyler) alltho I do have an excellent picture of his finger and Cheryls camera.
Mike and Jen are doing alright, incase anyone is out of the loop or just not up to date, Jen is pregnant, the baby is kickin her gutts out, so she is already getting uncomfortable quickly. Due July 7.
Clinton got a promotion, he is now the official Assistant Store Manager at the Price Burger King. He is loving the steady hours, the pay, and hateing all the normal things to hate about any job.
Danny, is planning to propose to Kasie Morgan on Valentines and we have been busy with the preperations, they have discussed a "long" engagement. (this summer) so baring an unexpected "No" to the proposal we have a wedding in our near future. We love Kasie, she is a doll and has been good for Danny.
Gary is working working, I do when ever I can and then there is the house, the kids who just seem to still be a 24/7 part of our lives, house work and all the other normal stuff.
To end all this Happy Valentines! I hope all is well, and I need to go and "get busy"!

Feel the burn...

Oh my heck. That is really the only "acceptable" comment I can think of. It started with that "retarded" skiing adventure I wrote about a few weeks ago. Well it's not looking much better! I went skiing again, you know we have to get our money's worth out of the ski boots we bought for me... Explanation: We couldn't find rental boots that would fit my "over sized" calves for the last adventure so Gary purchased a pair on clearance for $149.00 he couldn't stand the idea of me sitting on the sidelines while everyone else was having fun. (Finding a pair that adjusted to fit my calves was just short of miraculous!) Any how, Randy had a dental appointment so we planed to stay overnight and go skiing again. I went straight to the bunny hill (where I belong) and I was doing great, so I ask the lift operator if there were another bunny run that was a little longer, Of course there was! Silly me, all that money for a lift pass they must have more than one spot to send a 7 year beginning expert! Well, I went up to the lodge, had me a sandwich and some water then off I went to the "Majestic" chairlift. The whole ride up I watched as snowboarders came down jumping off rails that were sticking up out of the ground, running up walls protruding from the snow and flying down at sound breaking speeds, all the while thinking this doesn't look very bunny like! So, I got off the chair at the top and again ask the lift operator where the bunny hill was... "oh just stay to your right here then left there then right at this spot" and on he went... It must have been the horror in my eyes that impressed him to give me a trail map, (or perhaps it was him thinking to cover his heinie in the event of a law suit!) I finally resolved there were really only two choices both involved gravity... I was going downhill one way or another! It started off fine, then came the first "stay to the right" which was like getting on a tricycle to cross the interstate! All those people I had watched flying down, there they were... and my job, privelage, chore, no... pleasure was to make my way across the speeding traffic traveling down the dead mans suicide run! To be fair, they probably dont call it that, but they just as well as far as I'm concerned! I stopped and took a rest, then off again, and when I came back around to the same traffic again it occured to me that the transition from beginner to intermediat was probably the accidental turn one takes down "death row" and it is sheer survival that keeps you going! I belive I stopped at each intersection, took a rest and reviewed my survival map. I called it a day when the leggs were getting wabbly... and had not yet fallen "yea for me".
The real story...
Last night my adorable husband ask me to set an alarm, unusual but not a problem, that is until it went off this morning! He ask me to get up and get ready, "were going to the gym" ha, I could hardly stand up from yesterdays skiing"excercise" ... but knowing this man who I have been married to for 26 years 2 months and 14 day's I didnt bother waisting what little energy I had on arguement, so I got up dressed and out the door... and OH MY HECK did anyone else know that when you push the "start" button on a tredmill that it doesnt give you any warning?
it just goes!