Do YOU have tickets?

TO THE GUNNY SHOW?



Joe cool...He IS way too cool for school. It's true.



So, Gunny had this crazy hair, he doesn't now, but he did. (PS super hard shot to get out of a 6 month old. Just a warning. Maybe it was just me.)



and it struck me, Gunny needs to be sporting a pompadour. I emphasize the NEED.



So we slicked his hair back and got him a rockin do. Which, is awesome.



I never did find baby chucks I could justify paying for, although they had some at Target with flames on them. How cool would that have been?



Isn't he the cutest little 50's tastic boy of all time? I think so.



This photo shoot also consisted of a costume change. Now he is super cool vintagy pilot boy. POOF!



I like the determination in his face. "I am gonna fly planes mama, I am!"



The blue eyes. Mom and dad are gonna have to keep the girls away. Thanks Gunny it was fun! Thanks Sis for letting me dress up and grease your child's hair. It was all I dreamed, minus the real chucks. Oh and thanks for waiting to cut his crazy hair so his crazy auntie could live the dream too. You rock!

Updates, I have been blaringly absent...

I have loads of pictures, but I can't seem to find the time or the cords since the move and therefore you get a boring picture less post.

The talk went well, since I have completely accepted and given into the crying I am prone to, things have gone so much better for me. I would dare say it may even be developing into a strength. I love how only God can do that. Take a bawling girl like me and make it all work together for awesome. At least, I like to tell myself it works together for awesome. J didn't even have time to give a talk I took all of the time, this is one for the record books folks I never take more time than needed. I had to speak with the Stake Pres there, fun times! He said I was a jewel. Yay! So I think the talk was a success. Mostly I am happy it is over! I hate speaking.

We are moved to the valley. *fanfare and joy* It's been great to be back, but I think it's hot, and if I think it's hot NOW? Yeah, I am going to die come summer, I am hoping I will acclimate back quickly. Hoping.

I have more yarn creations. I still plan on having a project night. I am thinking of just making it a project night. That way all who would like to join can bring whatever project they are needing an excuse to work on and we can chat and maybe eat yummy treats or healthy treats, my heart says yummy but my head says healthy, and be friends. I think it could be good. What days are good for you guys? Once a month, once every two months? What are your thoughts? I would love feedback on this. Also, I have no home of my own so I am thinking maybe a rotating location? All ideas will be considered so brainstorm!

For your information this is my new theme song.


I found the chords and will be learning it for the ukulele hopefully soon.

I really miss my class, but I am hopeful of the new possibilities and experiences we will get here. I think once we are more settled I will look back into early childhood. Kids have a way of keeping you grounded and making you very aware of what you say and do. They also just make me laugh and I am heartbroken a snow week kept me from getting to say goodbye to them. I wanted one last crushing group hug. I have the niece and nephew to keep me busy here though.

Other than that things are the same. We have been put in contact with another possible baby. I am really hopeful that this one may actually pan out. We shall see. Please remember us in your prayers. It would be amazing. I am getting teary, so I think I will leave it at that. Pray for amazing and let me know all of your thoughts and dreams about craft night.
Peace and love.

My yarny adventures...

I can't find all of my pictures, but I thought I would share what I could find.

I think crochet is really helping me not go insane. It's been good for me. When we move back to the valley (did you know we are moving back to the valley? We are, isn't that exciting?) Anyway, I think it would be fun to start some kind of crochet club or something. People can come learn and and get better etc. Assuming it involved tasty food I think it could be really awesome. I have to speak in church on Sunday. I was hoping for a nice light topic that would be low in tears shed, but alas, I was given Forgiveness by my husband. Thanks honey. That's a nice and light topic. Hopefully it comes together. It might help if I got off of the computer and stopped making things out of yarn. Oh well...



This is a monkey I made for my aide TC. She pretty much rocks and monkeys are her favorite.



I have made several pears, they are easy, but probably the cutest things I have ever seen.

And my latest and probably greatest, Ruby the pink peg leg pirate princess...



Do you see the peg leg? You MUST note the peg leg.

Inspiration:



Ruby is my cousins little girl. When her birthday was coming up, she was asked what she would like. Her reply was to ride in a hot air balloon or jump out of a plane with a parachute. For Halloween Ruby wanted to be a pink peg leg pirate. Of course, that just made me smile, so when I saw the pattern for this. I just had to make it and make it look like Ruby. I even tried to add glasses, but haven't figured that out yet. Maybe I will give it another try tonight.

I wrote a poem about Ruby the pink peg-leg pirate princess. I took it to school today with the doll and read it. One of my little girls decided I should write a poem about each of them and make them all a pirate. Ooops, I didn't think they would come up with that.

Ruby the Pink Peg-leg Pirate Princess

Ruby lou was a princess true,
Her parents were kind and loving too
They taught her exactly what was right to do

Ruby lou was a princess true,
But at night when the moon shone through
She had important work to do
She loved adventure, wouldn’t you?

She would carefully put on her leg of wood
Her eye patch that really fit her good
it was bejeweled (as an eye patch should)
She worel pink as a princess would.

She’d gather the crew salty and set
She always took her favorite pet
“We have work to do men, do not forget,
those who are tired and lonely and wet”.



On the high seas of fear and woe
Over the mountainous waves she would blow
And look for those who knew not where to go
She brought them back when the tide was low.

She made them laugh she made them smile
She’d let them pet her parrot Kyle
She shared she gave with every mile
She saved them from their sad sad style

Thank you thank you Ruby Lou!
You are a princess through and through
We didn’t know just what to do
Until you came and helped us too!

Ruby Lou was a princess true
Adventure was her favorite thing to do
She helped others, and always came through
Thank you, thank you Ruby Lou.



Pictures forthcoming: Greta and Octopi

So what do you do after a mental crying breakdown?

In front of a new acquaintance? You come home, sob, get in a hot oatmeal bath and then you re-watch this.


Nuff said.

Some Thanksgiving shots of light...

I love my camera. I wish I had more things to take pictures of around here.

This is my sister in law and my niece singing a song about the tree I think. We drove my niece home, in the car we played guess the disney song and listened to my preschool music. It was fun times. I love that she makes up songs.


Three cousins having fun.


Football and Thanksgiving go together like brothers colliding mid air...






Dirt makes everything more fun.








Kind of a weird shot but I liked her tooth missing, it works.


This is my Shadow. If I am there you can be sure she will be close behind. I am glad to be so loved, especially considering how little we get to see Jason's family lately, which is sad. Maybe someday we will be able to move closer.






I tried to get a good one of my nephew that seems to enjoy following me around, but every time I pointed the camera at him he started to walk like an Egyptian.


I really miss being by family. *sigh* All in all, it was a fabulous Thanksgiving with fabulous food. We are so very blessed to have such wonderful family. Thank you all for your prayers and love, I don't know where we would be without it.



Happy Holidays!

PS It is not Christmas in my world without the Carpenters. And the song after the Christmas music rocked my socks on SYTYCD last night. Something about angry quirky music brings me much joy and I just can't explain it. Maybe it is the passion with which it is delivered. Regardless it is super cool.

Yes I know Heavenly Father loves me...

We sang this song in Primary today and I was so happy for it. I haven't heard that song for the longest time and it really just hit me how very much I have to be grateful for. I love this time of year, I head someone describe the holidays in this way. First we have Thanksgiving because we have to be humble and thankful in order to receive the gift which is Christ and his atonement. Then we celebrate Christmas and realize all that he did for us to make it possible for us to return to our Father in Heaven, then we think of how we want to be better in order to do that, New Years and resolutions. Crazy hu?
My lesson today was on the Handcart companies and all they went through and despite all the trials and sorrow and pain none of them ever criticized the leaders of the church for having them come at such a late time. None of them ever fell away. One man said he would do it again if it meant he would get to know God so personally and deeply. It really kind of puts our trials and troubles into perspective. Trials can either move you closer to God or push you away, and it's your choice which.

I guess even though I hate it and I wish I was out of this trial, I am thankful for it. It has brought my husband and I closer together. I am so thankful for his kind heart and funny way. I am so very thankful that he holds the priesthood worthily and has been able to bring me much joy and comfort through the blessings he has facilitated. I am thankful that when I finally do have my family, I may appreciate that blessing more, maybe I won't ever take it for granted. That's a lofty thing to say, but I know it will help ground me more when things are tough. I have also learned to depend on my Father in Heaven much more, because in some situations there is just nothing else you can depend on.
I am just really grateful, and very hopeful that we might be blessed with our sweet family soon. I think we will.

Also I finished Mrs. Cactus. Of course, as is tradition, Mr. Cactus is tall and slender and Mrs. Cactus is round and loveable. Yay round! Jack Sprat and all of that.
Here she is in all of her yarny glory:




I think Mr. Cactus looks happier. It is not good for man to be alone you know. They are cute little couple if I do say so myself.



Whenever I hear the song of a bird
Or look at the blue, blue sky,
Whenever I feel the rain on my face
Or the wind as it rushes by,
Whenever I touch a velvet rose
Or walk by a lilac tree,
I’m glad that I live in this beautiful world
Heavenly Father created for me.

He gave me my eyes that I might see
The color of butterfly wings.
He gave my ears that I might hear
The magical sound of things.
He gave me my life, mind, my heart;
I thank Him rev’rently
For all his creations, of which I’m a part.
Yes, I know Heavenly Father loves me.

I feel crafty, oh so crafty...

In lieu of a weekend of tears, (ie, crying yourself to sleep only to wake up early the next morning and start crying.) I have taken the counsel I have received to find things to create and make and enjoy and keep my mind off of other things that are bothering me greatly.
I have made several hats. One of which has actually turned out but looks like a beanie on my head. I am still not convinced it is not to small for my large head, but I did make it and it does "look" right. I have made one wrist warmer, the other one came out looking like it was made for a bear claw, so maybe someday I will get back on that and actually have a set.
Today, however, I present to you 1 in a series of 2. Mr. Cactus. The cuddliest cactus you will ever know....


Behold!





Fun times hu? This cactus is a gift but I am not saying to whom in case she reads my blog, which I have no evidence for, but will withhold none-the-less. Mrs. Cactus will be joining us shortly.
Once I start her.
I started good ol' Mr. Cactus yesterday after work. I have grossly underestimated the amount of brown yarn needed, so Mrs. Cactus might be awhile.
I am sure you care about all of this.

Anyway, someone else tried to break into our house. I feel like I should live in freaking New York City or something. Honestly, what's the deal? I am really not a fan of this feeling. Lame.

But the cactus isn't lame, and that is what I will choose to focus on.

*chants* Caaaaaaaaacccccctuuuuuuusssssss!