Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Summer Reel

How I've spent my summer:
  • I pool daily
  • I hike rarely
  • I coached Team Deathstar on to dominating victory
  • I choreographed this little beauty (needless to say we won gold)



  • I make homemade oreos on a daily basis
  • I sang at the Days of '47 Rodeo (in a diamond studded, red leather belt)


  • I watch every Marilyn Monroe movie I can find
  • I was treated to numerous pedicures (never doing my own toes again)
  • I threw Kelly a fabulous shower (complete with new shoes for every place she'd lived)

  • I boat frequently
  • I flew to California only to drive back the next day
  • And to top it all off I attended the most wonderful wedding of the season
All in all quite an enjoyable and successful way to spend a summer





Monday, June 21, 2010

The Engagement

Have you ever seen anything more darling? I am so happy with how aesthetically pleasing this couple is...
and I like them a lot too



Saturday, January 30, 2010

Back to School

Apparently 4 years of college was not enough for me. This time around it is a little different.
  • The school records classify me as a freshman--highly offensive
  • The professors take it off your grade if you don't go to class--power hungry
  • People smoke on campus--idots, it's 2010 who still smokes?
  • They are making me use MLA citation style--I am very partial to Chicago
  • I now leave my house an hour before class starts--used to take 7 minutes
  • There are more books in my house than in the university library--I miss Harold
  • I have to read about 32 books this semester--the thought makes me a little brain dead

Weber State is a whole new adventure...but it is no BYU

Saturday, October 10, 2009

The Wonderfuls

Wonderful #1

September 25
this little guy came into our family
Weston Robert Clark
(you may sigh)


Wonderful #2

Adam Jeffrey recieved his mission call to Oaxaca, Mexico.
He leaves on February 4 and he will be wonderful.


Bonnie is convinced that after these two wonderfuls in one year, she must have a third in the form of a wedding...I'm not so sure





Wednesday, July 15, 2009

Part 3: Pray this will be the last one


Because one's company, two's a crowd, but three's a party.

Wednesday, July 1, 2009

My Child Part 2







Meet Lucy aka Lulu.


It may look like we are replacing Sunny before he is even gone....which we are. Just don't tell him that, it's a sensitive subject.

Monday, June 22, 2009

My Child

Yes it's true...I have a child. I thought it was something that only happened to other, more negligent single people. But no. When it comes, it comes fast and unexpected. I feel all the pains and expenses of parenthood through my aged golden retriever. 11 years ago I named him Sunny because we procured him in Sun Valley, Idaho. (This was before I had the personality to come up with a more creative name) But he has been the best dog ever. The type to run alongside cars entering and exiting the driveway with no thought to his own personal safety. One with a most dangerous ever-wagging tail that has the possibility of knocking out a three year old. And a lovable gaurd dog who would most likely greet a burgler and assist in carrying things out of the house.

My life now revolves around Sunny who has arthritis accompanied by a perpetual limp, infections on his front paws from licking too much, a very suspicious lump on the side of his body, and a thyroid problem that zaps all his energy and inhibits his ability to grow hair in certain areas. So as a loving parent I make sure I am home at two specific times of the day to administer his pills. Which I purchase every 2 weeks for $155! Keeping in mind that if the pills are not given to him in a certain manner, he will spit them back up, causing me to find them on the garage floor and try again. Pills that expensive cannot be wasted. He follows me around waiting for his treats that make his breath smell good. If I am in his sight and am not petting him he paws at my leg until I start. And if I ever touch a cat, he jealously pushes his face next to mine, often stepping on the cat to do so. And on top of it all I take him to the vet twice a month where the other dogs mock my poor baby for his lack of hair and overall sorry presentation. But I love him and will keep taking care of him until he dies...which may be very soon.

Here is where I would post a picture of him but he has already been humiliated enough in real life with his bald spots and cone of shame that I do not want to slander his name on the internet as well. But this is what he once looked like. Love him