I don't get it.

I really don't get it. Why do men have to have names for everything? I can be sitting here thinking about what I have to do and suddenly my husband will saysomething like "I'm taking Gus to the dump. When I get back we'll go get Trout and go for a ride." I calmly say, "OK, who is Gus? and if we are going for a ride do we really need to take fish with us?" DH starts laughing uncontolably. Then explains: Gus is his name for the dump truck. Trout is the name of his truck because it has fishing licence plates. So why the names? why not just say The dump truck and the bronco? why? I have no idea, but apearntly he has named several vehicles. here is a sampling:

the Flintmobile= car with holes in the floor
Gus=dump truck
Trout=green and white truck(which has since been sold)
Brownie= brown truck
Old Silver= grey truck
Forest= Big green truck
moronmobile=a big old van he cut up
Baby=a pile of metal that is suposed to be a car someday when he can build it
and so on...

there are many other's but you know what I really don't remember what car is called what. He doesn't do this with anything else, only cars. Maybe because he works on them he feels a connection and must name them? I don't know. I have just decided that when he says anything like:
"Hon, I'm going to the store with Forest to get something for Baby. When I get back I'll get Brownie and trade in Old Silver..."
I just smile, nod and say Ok dear. Have fun. and go back to my world of LOL, DH, DD, ROFL, BTDT, PP, PG, and other words that make my hubby scratch his head in bewilderment.

Tagged....I'm it.

I'm a bit slow and just today found out that I was tagged by Musicalmom (http://music4mom.blogspot.com/). So here goes...
Seven Things To Do Before I Die:

• Be skinny again
• Have another baby
• Finish my degree
• Go to Germany
• Go to Austrailia
• Go to Hawaii
• Go on a mission

Things That Attract Me To My Spouse (In NO particular order):

• His understanding
• his eyes
• his arms
• the way he treats our children
• his spirituality
• his butt ;)
• and last but not least, his smile

Seven Things That I Write (Or Say) Most Often:

• leave your sister alone!
• stop that.
• I love you.
• get out of the fridge.
• get down from there.
• play nice.
• you are such a cutie!

Seven Books I Love:

• Walk Two Moons
• Pride and Prejudice
• the Work and The Glory series (that's 9 books, but oh well)
• The scriptures
• I read so much I can't narrow it down. lol. I'll leave it at these and if I read something I love, I'll add it in.
  

Seven Movies I Could Watch Over And Over Again:

• Ever After
• Girls Just Wanna Have Fun
• the Notebook
• Pearl Harbor
• 10 Things I Hate about you
• A Knights tale
• and either Dirty Dancing, or Pretty Woman

Seven People I Want To Join In:

Well since everyone i know has done thsi (I think) If you haven't been tagged, you are now!

Indictment excitement.

I never thought the day would come when I would be glad to hear someone was indicted for murder. Let alone someone that I knew, went to school with, and did the whole "going steady" with in Jr. High, And yet, now that it has happened I am so excited! Maybe justice will finally be served and a family will find peace.

I am speaking about the Kiplyn Davis case. I'm not going to say much about it, other than it's about time (but I will provide a few links so that if you want to see what's happening you have a few places to look) And I really hope a couple of the guys who have been indicted for perjury are let off, one in particular since he has been my friend for over 15 years and I just cannot see him doing anything like this or even being involved!

So my fingers are crossed that they find the info they need, recover Kiplyn's body, and this case will be solved.

http://www.harktheherald.com
http://www.kutv.com
http://www.sltrib.com

Uncle David, This is for you.

About a week ago, my uncle succumbed to cancer. He passed away in his home on Jan 5th. I have had a hard time with this. He was a good man. When he discovered that he had cancer last year, he was told he had about 3 months to live. He did not want to die. He felt he was needed for his kids. You see he has three boys. Two of them have Fragile X. They don't even understand what has happened. At his funeral, they kept asking "where is dad?" and "Why are they putting him in the ground?" That, more than anything, broke my heart. I understand that he needed to pass away. He was in so much pain, But those boys don't. His other boy, the one without Fragile X, His birthday was Jan. 6th. His only comment was "this isn't exactly what I wanted my birthday to be like." He turned 12.

I am going to take this time to share some stories of my uncle. He was such a fun guy to be around. He would do anything for anyone. Like my mom. When my parents where going through their divorce, he helped my mother out financially, even though it was hard for him. He also showed her emotional support by coming to some of the court preceding, even though he lived in another state. Whenever he was coming into this state, he would go out of his way to stop by and see how thing were going.

Once when I was at my mom's when he stopped by we had this conversation. I will always remember it just because it was really funny at the time. You see I had just discovered I was pregnant with my third child, and my second was just barely a year. When David asked me when I was due, my reply was I don't know. He then proceeded to tell me that it's easy to discover your due date, you just recall when you "did the deed" and count forward nine months. So he asked again when I was due, and again I said I didn't know. He asked how that could be, and just kept teasing me. My poor husband was so embarrassed during this conversation, and I was just ready for it to end, even at the expense of embarrassing my husband further so I said: "Look, I am very grateful that I have sex frequently enough that I do not know when I conceived." At which point my uncle snorted his drink out his nose as he was laughing so hard, and my husband left the room.

That was the last time I spent any real time with my uncle. I did manage to see him a few more times, and I talked to him a bit, but I didn't get to spend much more time with him. That is my biggest regret. I did not get to see him before he passed away. But I will always remember his love for others, his humor, and the fact that once I was able to beat him in a verbal spar. I love you Uncle David. I miss you.

Update: PICTURES!!!

So this is Cassidy before her hair cut...
This is during...

This is after:

So you can see her hair is really short! Now two days later she is starting to like it because it is so much easier to take care of! And we went to the store and bought her some cute headbands and other hair stuff, so she is a lot happier about it today. Well later!

An eventful day, today

Well today was that day that Cassidy was waiting for. We finally cut her hair to donate to Locks of Love. She was so excited to have it done. So we go in and she picks out a super cute hair style that will work with short hair. We show the stylist and all is great. Until she cuts the braid off. As she is styling it, the cut keeps getting shorter, and shorter. Until poor Cass's hair is up to her ears. She still looks cute, but it was so not what she was expecting. I felt so bad for her! Here she was trying to do this nice thing, and now she feel horrible about the way she looks! It's bad either, in fact the longer I see it, the better I think it looks, but it will definitely take some time to get used to. I just keep telling her how much easier it will be to take care of now. Hopefully it will grow out fairly soon. I have pictures, but for some reason I can't post them. I'll try again tomarrow.

I also had my hair cut today. YEAH!!! So much nicer looking than before. I don't have any pictures of myself, because, well it's my camera, so I am always taking the pictures. Maybe I can get someone to take one of me soon. Or maybe I will wait until I get it colored too.

Another interesting thing, I was at the grocery store with my mother-in-law, walking down the seasonal isle, when two little boys, I'd say about 8-11ish, start throwing a football back and forth. I didn't think much of it at first, because they waited until we passed them, but then one of them ran in front of us and the other threw the the ball, only he missed his target. Becka was riding at the back of my cart and caught the ball right in the eye. I am afraid I wasn't super nice to the boys who did attempt to run away. I caught the one and said "You just hit my kid with that ball. Don't you think you should say your sorry? Where is your Mother?" He looks at Becka and mumbles sorry, the says "I don't know where she is we were just looking for her." "No you weren't you were throwing a footballin a crowded Isle. Maybe you should go find her and tell her what you did before I do." Is my response. Well He took off. I have to say I was really mad! But now I feel kind of bad. The poor kid looked scared to death of me. In fact, when we were at the check out I saw him with his mom (who had her hands really full shopping with five kids), He looked at his brother and said "there she is" and they ran and hid behind their mom, who just kept looking at me. I just kept staring back at her and the boys, ok maybe I was glaring, but I was still mad, and Becka was still crying and her eye was still red... Justification over. I feel bad now. In fact I can laugh about it. The mother never did say anything to me.

One nice thing that happened (other than my cute haircut) Is Ryan got our storm door put on. YEAH!! I must say I am super impressed. We just bought it on Wed. I thought it would take him at least another week before it got put on, as busy as he has been. But nope. He was up bright and early this morning (I don't know how early. He let me sleep and I didn't get up until almost 9:00!!! That never happens!!) and the door was on before I left with Cassidy to get our hair cuts. It looks so nice.

So that is what is new here. Hope everything is going well for all of you. More soon!

My first blog post. How exciting.

So here I am joining the world of bloggers. As usual, I am a bit slow getting into the popular new things. Don't know why. But here I am now.

So a bit about me. My Name is SuAnn. I am married and have three kids. Their names are: Ryan (he's my hubby), Cassidy, our nine year old, BEcka, our three and a half year old, and Sarah. Our two year old. Yes. I have three children, Yes they are all girls. No we are not trying for a boy (yet). And no we were not disappointed when girl number three arrived, I mean, by then I was used to girls. I wouldn't have known what to do with a boy. I am just happy as can be with my girls. Most of the time.

I live in a smallish town in Utah. It's nice. It has everything I need, and if it doesn't, I can get it within about 30 miles.

I am a stay at home mom, most of the time. Right now I am also currently going to school part time to finish my degree. I want to be a teacher when I grow up, if I ever make it that far.

So that's me in a nutshell. Any questions?