The day has arrived!

I bought myself a video camera.
I have wanted one since I borrowed Joshua's VHS camera and took several tapes of Dakota age 3 then, now 14. It was like heaven then and it was the size of a toaster. Now my camera is finally here and it is the size of my wallet.
It is very small and wonderful. Robert even gave me a memory card for it. I feel like all I need is a few weeks to learn how to take video's and I will be all set!

I also am finally done with the Pneumonia! The month of August is and has always been my least favorite month. Hot, hot, hot. Long. and hot. I hate hot. I do not have a/c at my house and the one at work doesn't work in my area. Of course it is an Arctic frost maker, but in the front where I sit it is at least 20 degrees hotter than everywhere else in the building. And the Pneumonia has lingered like leprosy or something. Also with it came diarrhea from the antibiotics.
So the month I most dread has morphed into a giant crap festival with a coughing hack on top.
But it is in the past now and I am glad I lived to tell of it.
The Princess will be 5 on Sunday!!
Happy Birthday PPP

The passing of a Father

For those of you who randomly search my engine from time to time. Warren, the father of my children has passed away.
The girls have been very upset over this and they all went to Utah for a gigantic funeral / family reunion.
I remember when my dad passed, and everyone thought I should not be upset. We were not close but he was my father.
Some of his personality rubbed off on me from constant exposure. I am sure some of Warren's personality rubbed off
on the girls during his every-other weekend visits. But soon the tears and sadness will settle down and they will learn to live with the consequences of not having a dad around. I never saw my dad that much after leaving home. But still, having
one you knew was there was comforting. When the kids used to visit, I sent his childhood Christmas Stocking with them one year so he could have it back. I had found it in our Christmas Decorations box and did not want to do anything
to it or with it, so I sent it back. He actually called me and thanked me as his mother made the stocking herself and he had used it for years and years.

A great number of people came to the funeral and other services. As all of them are in Utah, there is a big meeting today and tomorrow for the family.

Good bye Warren, I wish you well in the sky.

The cigarette mystery

There is someone smoking in my work bathroom! This would not even be a mystery if I weren't the ONLY woman working for this company.
Yes, there is 1 count em' ONE women's restroom here and some crappy little smoking man is going in there for a cigarette at break time.
I have personal hygiene stuff in there which now smells like the mattress at a cheap motel.
Once, when I took the kids to California we got stuck in Winnemucca and the kids and I slept on two of the most smoke saturated mattresses in the world. It was so gross. You could almost see the smoke coming up out of the bed when someone moved, like big clouds of brown yuck.
The shower spat brown water at me for the first few seconds and I could tell that this hotel room did not get many over-night guests. And that I should have toughed it out for a few more miles and got a non-smokers room... ANYWHERE else.
That's how my bathroom smells right now.
There are 3 restrooms for men here in this building. There are 2 more in the other building. There are 5 giant bay doors (all open) to go outside and smoke in the shop. And we are talking a lot closer to where anyone might be working than my tiny little water closet. In fact, you have to come through at least 2 separate doors to get to my bathroom.
It states on the door in bold carved writing "WOMEN". It has a picture of a woman for those employees who can't read. AND a brail note in case you're blind with the need to pee.
You can wash your hands, use the toilet, and open the door at the same time in my bathroom. And my grandkids go in there when we clean at night. Now it stinks, and that smell just won't go away.
I'll catch him and crush all his cigarettes.

Did you mean Bunny?

I was surfing the internet for a good pix for my desktop and discovered there are 3 things I really hate about searching for stuff online.

1. I hate when Windows interupts my search to ask me if I really wanted to do whatever I asked the internet for.

2. I double hate when the darn keyboard skips to a random spot in my typing and just puts some random character in, or worse yet skips to searching for my typo. Did I just say typo? Yes, TYPO. I make a typographical error and the computer smart ass police ask me "Did you mean" whatever I really meant.

3. I triple hate pop ups. Want a new litte emoticon? No, or else I would be typing "emoticons", not "picture of bunny". Would you like to meet singles in your town? No, or else you would be a different search engine... Lookalike Brad Pitt men over 55 or something.

I have a secret lawn mower

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Dakota is here for the summer and yesterday he went outside to "secretly" mow the grass for me. The big green pile of clippings all over the sidewalk gave it away. There is a swath about 4 feet wide and 2 feet long which is now a quarter inch high surrounded by 30 square feet of tall grass. It looks like he chewed it off in other spots. Maybe he hired a goat? Anyway today Joshua brought me his lawn mower to do it with. Dakota was using a weed whacker (and the goat).
Next week I have an adjuster coming to see me to get life insurance. I am also filling out my will and my living will soon.
Tobi asked me to do these things.

Night Sky Bunny

The days are hot here now, so are the nights. My room was so hot Monday I thought I would pass out. Tobi comes home from Utah today where she went to see her step sisters and Carrie Jo Mock. Sorry, Carrie you will always be Carrie Jo Mock to me. Anyway Carrie has a baby and she is so cute. And Tobi had basically a crappy trip so enough about that. I had a great time with the kiddies before she cut out on me so I am looking forward to more great times with the kiddies.
Britt shaved the boys heads in an effort to cool them off. They both look like a poodle gone wrong.
Maybe I should edit this comment?
OK they both look bald. Is that a kinder statement?
Anyway this blog was about night sky bunnyay. Doesn't it look cool?
Tobi did it of course. I majorly suck at blog backgrounds.
Broke as a joke, tired and bored. How are you?

Guilt

Yesterday I was busted big time running my mouth. Oh well, people who listen at doors never hear anything good about themselves. or is it self's? I think she already knew how I felt about her, but anyway today we had to go to that persons house AND I had to suffer with her roommate who smokes "UCK" for 4 hours while she sat in the front yard with her new dog. So I guess I paid for it..
I got lost on the way home too. I am called Miss-direction by anyone who knows me well. When I answer the phone at work and some truck driver from out of Colorado wants directions, I say "Please hold while I get someone who knows.".
Cause believe me, I do not know. I have spent most of my life in Colorado but that East, West, North, South thing does NOT work for my brain in any state.
But alas I have wandered off the path of the topic of this blog. Did I speak evil of my Daughter in law? Yes I did. Whether or not it is truth or speculation is another subject entirely but I still should have not done it. So I spent the day feeling guilty and holding the cutest baby I have seen since Cora Louise started looking like a toddler. Again I have wandered off the path of guilt and onto cuteness.
I guess I don't really feel all that guilty after all.