PLEASE DON'T GET A TATOO

OH MY, OH MY.....after spending an hour or two at Walmart and a constant parade of young, middle and old age people in spaghetti straps and shorts with every kind of tattoo, in every place unimaginable I would love to caution them!!!!!  In fact, this picture is a perfect example.  Once upon a time I weighed 110 lbs and had a perfect place to put an eagle tattoo, but if I would have been crazy enough to to do that my eagle would look like the lovely lady on the right.....so kids, take my advice and don't think anyone wants to guess what is hidden in this ladies numerous wrinkles......thank goodness this lady solved this mystery and told us.....She definitely is the one to blame for killing her eagle!  You can see it all at Walmart.
Big three day weekend, Christensons just called from Lake Powell and I think the Panniers were off to their new cabin in Island Park, Idaho.  Cooks are busy at Midway.  I am enjoying a quiet weekend doing what I always do......nothing.

GET UP....GET DRESSED

When someone or somethings upsets your life.....move on because they or it were just a chapter in your life.....but don't close the book.  Keep your head high and just turn the page!
At lunch the other day a couple of my friends and I were just saying how some days we just putter around till noon before we shower and get dressed.  I have found since I get older how easy this is and by the time you get dressed half the day is over and you aren't motivated to do much.  But, the days I have a list of to-dos or an appointment early, I zip through the news paper and breakfast and am up and going.  You really feel better all dressed up and cleaned up, not depressed and un-motivated.  I have a couple of friends that tell how their mother's up to the end of their lives in rest homes dressed up every day with make up, jewelry and ear rings etc. They were rather amused that this was so important to them with no place to go and no one to impress!  But it showed they liked themselves and took pride in their lives, age meant nothing.  I hope I can be one of those kind of people, so my new choice every day is to get up and dress up and fight for my dreams.
Off to watch Annie cheer at Brighton this after noon.  Patty over for coffee yesterday, lunch with Pat and LaVern the day before at the Salt Lake Country Club.....love that place......so another busy week, and month are almost over.

WHERE DOES TIME GO?

Two more days and August is over and Labor Day upon  us, notifying us summer is over and  grandma's swimming pool will be closing.  It's days by the pool with cousins having fun together....here are 6 of my nine grandchildren.....and they all learned to swim in this pool that they gather around each year.  Just being together with a pizza  and a drink makes the day complete.  These wonderful children has made my life complete and given me many hours of pleasure. As I sit and watch them, I can't help but wonder where their paths in life will lead them. I just want to squeeze each one and never let them out of  my sight. BUT TODAY there are many changes in their lives already.  Alex, on the left is far away on an LDS in Brazil.  Today Richie, next to him, took his missionary papers into the bishop, soon we will know where in the world he will spend the next two years.  Andrea and Brayden just turned 17 and are juniors in high school.  My Kennedy is 14, in junior high and Scottie is in the 5th grade.  My three older grandchildren, Tiffany, Nicci and William  have all been part of our good times, but are moving on with their lives with jobs and marriage etc.

LOVE HIM....HATE HIM

Went to see the movie "2016 Obama's America." yesterday.  It only confirmed how and what I feel about him.  It was a wonderful, educational and informative documentary on where Obama is coming from.  He is a Muslim......born and bread.....in his genes.  He was molded by an imagine of a father he never knew, his mother was three months PG when she married his father in February and Obama was born in August  His father had a total of 5 wives and many children, at the same time. Did his mother really care for his father?  She moved on in her life and sent Obama to Hawaii to be raised by his grandparents, who gave him a mentor that was Communist and very left.  He hung around with that kind of thinking people, teachers and his church with a radical priest, he later had to walk away from.  Why has it taken us four years to find all this out and not vetted him before we elected him.  The movie was done very well, never mentioned his wife or kids, say mean things or take side.....just facts.
The paper said the film also seems assured of becoming the highest grossing post 1982 political documentary coming from political right.  If Obama does win in November......maybe we would all be better off if a meteor hit our world and ended us on the 21st of December like the Mi ans predicted and Nostradamus predicted.
Love him or hate him.......you don't know him.  "If he fooled you once, shame on HIM.  If he fooled you twice, shame on YOU."

SWINGING RAMSEYS

Happy birthday Mike and Andrea. Love the picture, Mike, Andrea, Mike's children Chelsey, with little girl, Chase and his wife, Vanessa, Carli and Cade.  Andrea's children Andy, Sarah, Matt and Jake.
I love Mike and we have compared notes on "divorce"...we have done many fun things together and I have watched him suffer with the failure of his marriage and the ups and downs with his four children. His two oldest seem to have gotten back on track with their lives, but the two youngest are really headed down the "nothing road", which breaks his heart.  God is good and Mike has been given a second chance to have a good life.  He met and married Andrea Merriman, one of the strongest, smartest and kindest people I know. Her life was stopped dead in its tracks after 20 years of marriage, four great kids and all in life you could want.  Her husband was arrested and is in prison for a Ponzie Scheme which left her with nothing.  She picked up a piece of her life, probably because of her faith and spirituality, made a new life and found Mike!  She is my hero........"You never know how strong you are, until you have to be strong!"

MATRIARCH

It is an awesome feeling and honor to be put in the position of being the Matriarch of your family.  That honor was put upon me 26 years ago.  It wasn't a question of "can I do it?"  It was a decision, "I will do it.....and do it well!"  My family of three daughters, 2 granddaughters and a son-in-law, would indeed have a leader a home to come to and someone who would always be there for them.  A place to celebrate birthdays, holidays, to drop the kids off, someone to help with the dogs or go to when your lonesome or sick. Well, I have done this. What is the job of the Matriarch of a family?  They lead, guide and encourage the family to be the "best of the best" by example, experience and spirituality. I hope I have filled this position well and help to make my family the wonderful, successful people they are.  My three girls got an education, learned to work and married good men.  They are raising their children the same way and I am proud of everyone of them.  We are a good family, who love each other.....we are all different but the same....but we are a family to be proud of.
Remember you are the STAR of your own life.
Getting so tired of politics, shootings on every corner and nothing but bad news on the TV everyday.

SOMETHING TO THINK ABOUT....

Try to imagine being 11 years old, an only child for many years where the world revolved around your wants and needs, the home is organized, quiet and orderly.  You keep wishing for a baby sister you'd name Karrie.  And then......and THEN.....one day they bring home two baby sisters, a Karrie and a Sherrie!  They cry at all hours, need constant attention, smell good, smell bad, are always hungry. The house is suddenly not quiet, not clean and orderly. Your family seems all tied up with these two tiny people....Even though you have a bigger family, two sisters, you feel very lonely, lost and neglected......which makes you angry, but you don't tell anyone.  The years pass and everyone grows up and the birthdays, vacations and holidays are more fun with sisters.  And that is how life is sometimes.
As I look back I see how hard this was on Pam and I also know I could not have survived without her help with the twins.  She had to grow up, step up and she did.  I will never be able to tell how much I appreciated her.  Don ....an airline pilot ... was never home to help.  It seems they were my babies, and he had a deal with it attitude.  Well I did with Pam's help..... we raised two darling people.  I would say the expression on Pam's face kinda tells you what a 11 year old thinks of two tiny babies who have just invaded her world. I  love pictures.