Sparks in our lives . . .

So we have had some crazy mad weeks lately with lots going on . . . and some crazy moments that make life a little more flavorful shall we say. Here's a couple of the latest . . .

1- Toph surprised me with a night in SG at the Seven Wives Inn for Valentines Day (way fun!) . . . this is what we came out to in the morning . . . actually Toph had already started to clean it off . . . so yes it was worse . . . nice to know we are loved and can provide my sibs with some entertainment! (I personally am glad that you can't read what was written ALL OVER THE WINDOWS!) . . . and yes we know who you are!
2- Sunday I had a little project for my class to color and then I would cut it out and glue it together for them. So I was concentrating and cutting away trying to get them done before we had to go to closing exercises when out of the corner of my eye I see a shirt thrown onto the floor and look up to see a happy little ballerina dancing about the room in her jumper . . . it reminded me of my calling in the Sunbeams right before my mission when a little boy in my class was sitting next to me and had undone ALL of the buttons on his leder hosen during sharing time! I had no idea that leder hosen could come apart like that and it felt like brain surgery getting all of the buttons right! I love primary . . . NEVER a dull moment.

How to tell where a driver is from!

One hand on wheel, one hand on horn: Chicago

One hand on wheel, one finger out window: New York

One hand on wheel, one hand on newspaper, foot solidly on accelerator: Boston

One hand on wheel, cradling cell phone, brick on accelerator: California.

With gun in lap: L.A.

Both hands on wheel, eyes shut, both feet on brake, quivering in terror: Ohio, but driving in California.

Both hands in air, gesturing, both feet on accelerator, head turned to talk to someone in back seat: Italy

One hand on latte, one knee on wheel, cradling cell phone, foot on brake, mind on game: Seattle

One hand on wheel, one hand on hunting rifle, alternating between both feet being on the accelerator and both on the brake, throwing a McDonalds bag out the window: Texas city male

One hand on wheel, one hand hanging out the window, keeping speed steadily at 70 mph, driving down the center of the road unless coming around a blind curve, in which case they are on the left side of the road: Texas country male

One hand constantly refocusing the rear-view mirror to show different angles of the BIG hair, one hand going between mousse, brush, and rat-tail to keep the helmet hair going, both feet on the accelerator, poodle steering the car, chrome .38 revolver with mother of pearl inlaid handle in the glove compartment: Texas female

Both hands on steering wheel in a relaxed posture, eyes constantly checking the rear-view mirror to watch for visible emissions from their own or another's car: Colorado

One hand on steering wheel, yelling obscenities, the other hand waving gun out the window and firing repeatedly, keeping a careful eye out for landmarks along the way so as to be able to come back and pick up any bullets that didn't hit other motorists so as not to litter: Colorado resident on spotting a car with Texas plate.

Four wheel drive pickup truck, shotgun mounted in rear window, beer cans on floor, squirrel tails attached to antenna: West Virginia male.

Junker, driven by someone who previously had a nice car and who is now wearing a barrel: Las Vegas

Two hands gripping wheel, blue hair barely visible above window level, driving 35 on the interstate in the left lane with the left blinker on: Florida "seasoned citizen" driver, also known as "no-see-um" (or could it be Marge Simpson?)

Two hands on the wheel, driving forty-five in a seventy mph zone in the left lane, with the left turn signal on, and making a right turn: New Mexico resident (as anyone who has ever driven through this lovely state can attest)

From Em's e-mail . . . some Holiday humor!

The wife has been on my case to get the Christmas lights up for a couple of weeks now. They are up now and for some reason she will not talk to me.

Okay a must share . . . I just spent one and a half hours uploading pictures to get developed at Wally's . . . it wouldn't let me check out . . . it just gave me Canadian cities and provinces to choose from as to which store to have them developed at! It turns out I was on Walmart Canada instead of the US website! What the hey! My hair was seriously going gray with all of the errors that popped up! Grrr!!!! Oh and heads up Canada . . . it was WAY easier to upload photos under the US site!