Size 12 is Not Fat!

So, I have a new addiction. I know,yet another, but I do think this one is good AND healthy. I LOVE books on CD. Crazy cool! I dabbled in the books on CD world a while back,but it didn't stick. This time around I am staying. For my first book, on CD, I listened to, "Size 12 is Not Fat!" LOVED IT! I found myself taking longer to get home just so I could finish a chapter. It made me laugh outloud too and if a book can do that, that's something worth reading (or listening too)! Oh, and I agree, size 12 is not fat!

Forgive me for being a bit personal, but today marks the ninth anniversary of my beautiful mom's death. I still really miss her!

But, I am consoled by the words of Joseph Smith
"More painful to me are the thoughts of annihilation than death. If I have no expectation of seeing my father, mother, brothers, sisters and friends again, my heart would burst in a moment, and I should go down to my grave. The expectation of seeing my friends in the morning of the resurrection cheers my soul and makes me bear up against the evils of life. It is like their taking a long journey, and on their return we meet them with increased joy....."

I can't wait until our joyous reunion. Until then, dear mother.
xoxox

Dear Zac.....

If only you were a little older, not a celebrity, and not dating Vanessa then I am sure we would hook up and have beautiful babies. Until then, a girl can dream!! xoxox

Bring It On!!

Good bye, 2008. Hello, 2009! I can't wait for what's in store.

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There's no place like home!

Click your heels three times and repeat after me, "There's no Place like home, there's no place like home!" Where were the powers of the ruby red slippers when I needed them? Miss M and I were on our way to fast become airport experts. Tom Hanks has nothing on us. We just spent over 30 hours trying to get home. This adventure included: two overnight stays in a New York and Colorado airport, super uncomfortable chairs, several trips to Dunkin' Donuts, two trashy magazines, getting kicked out of the gate area (darn those LaGuardians!), hearing, about every 15 minutes, an announcement about not leaving suitcases unattended or they will be destroyed...I heard it so much that it became part of my dream in Denver, one trip to Mickey Dees, palm readings, slimey teeth, totally stinky breath, too much money spent on a banana, lots of praying,loss of sanity, greasy hair, laughing til it hurts, tears,thank yous, a greater appreciation for home, and the craziest ending to a super fab trip with a super fab gal. I will travel with you anywhere, Miss M, but never will I sleep over in an airport! There really is no place like home (and a hot shower followed with deodarant, and a good teeth brushing!). Welcome Back!!

p.s I will post later all about the trip! It was wonderful.....

Sebastian Bach is one cool guy!

So, Sebastian Bach. You know, Sebastian Bach of Skid Row fame or more recently Gilmore Girls. I loved him on Gilmore Girls. He was dynamite. Anyway, he was in my dream last night. What was he doing there? Well, apparently he has a son with Autism (probably not true) and this son happens to be in my class. Super cool. I am thinking if he son is in my class, then Sebastian needs to bring his guitar in so we can have a music group. Oh, and I would probably call him Gil. Just for kicks and giggles!

So Good, So Good........

I love Neil Diamond! His concert was last night and my love for him is even stronger. I wish that he knew this and wouldn't find it creepy that a 33year old has a crush on him....okay, maybe the crush is more on his music than on him, but he is pretty darn terrific. Let me give you the low down on how great this concert was. I will give you the good, the bad, and the ugly! Yep, there was some ugly going on. First off, I love, love concerts. They are probably one of my most favorite things to do. I am an annoying concert goer. I scream until my throat hurts, I dance like a crazy lady, and I sing totally off key. Super fun! It's not just me, however, my sisters are in the mix, as well. Three crazies all going to a concert....sounds like a good time to me! So, we find our seats, sit down, and then I turn to the people behind me and say," We like to get pretty crazy, just so you know!" A nice forewarning of events to come. And, they will come! The old biddy behind me responds by saying, "As long as you don't stand up and get in my way!" I later found out that her husband added, "And not make too much noise!" Um....too much noise? At a concert? Never! Well, they have been warned. So, the lights dim and Brother Neil comes walking out. I go crazy. My sisters go crazy. The whole arena goes crazy, except for old Biddy and Mr. Old Biddy. They sit there like they are at a funeral. BORING!!! We are standing up and dancing. Oh the exhiliration! Then, Feather, gets a tap on her shoulder, she turns around and it's Old Biddy yelling at her, "Sit down!" "I paid money for these tickets, so sit down or I will have you thrown out!" Is that possible because I am pretty sure that it is not? She then grabs my shirt and yells (am I suppose to respect my elders when they don't respect me?),"Sit down! I paid for these seats." Sorry, folks, I am not a nice person! I yelled back, "So, did I and I want to dance!" She again mentions that she will call over an usher.....oooh scary! I stay standing for a while and then when Neil sings a few slower songs, I sit. I eventually switch seats with Bear, my 10 year old nephew. We indoctrinate the gospel of Neil pretty young! I can now dance and shake it all I want. Neil even told us the rules were.....THEY WERE NO RULES!! He said, "If you want to dance, you can dance!" At which point, I screamed and wanted to direct it at Old Biddy!

The concert was amazing. He played his greats like: Sweet Caroline, Cracklin' Rosie, Coming to America, I'm a Believer and on and on and on. Oh, it was heaven all wrapped up in a black shiny shirt. I had so much fun dancing and singing with my sisters and nephews. He finished off with "Coming to America" (which brought J.B and Bear to their feets and swaying) and "Brother Love's Traveling Salvation Show". It was an amazing time. I find myself now just a little Neil hungover, but oh so happy!

Also, a big shout out to the sweet old lady sitting behind us that told us,"It was such a pleasure having you sit in front of me!" "Boy, if I could move like you girls, I would." She was so nice and was appalled that someone would threaten to have us thrown out. She said, "Some people just don't know how to have fun!" Amen, sister, Amen!

Thanks, Neil for a super fab time! Please, please come back soon.