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Cruella Deville and her Dalmation puppies
with Indiana Jones to the rescue.
Indy even drove in on his motorcycle - how authentic.
Let's just say, we won first prize for best costume!
Friday, October 31, 2008
Adam enters the MTC
Thursday, October 30, 2008
The Devil Lives by my Kitchen Sink
I need to tell Brian tonight that if he ever wants to save me from being depressed and miserable he needs to not let me ever wash dishes. When I wash dishes I'm alone facing a wall with ugly florescent lights shining down on my face. My hands are in the hot soapy water and my entire body gets hot and yucky. I get soaked up to my elbows and all over the front of my shirt. I'm not careful possibly because I want to be done as fast as possible. I stand there and notice how the back wall is covered in water spots, the ledge is dusty. Everything around me is dirty - yet I am making them clean, but that has no impact on me for some reason.
As I wash and wash and wash, and pile and pile the dishes up to the bottom of the cabinets I think. There is no one to talk to, nothing nice to look at, so I just think. And my thoughts at the sink always SINK! The devil lives there. He lives right in the dishwater maybe. I start to think about how worthless I am. All of the thoughts of me not finishing school, not being smart enough to compare or live up to the standards of my brother-in-laws. How a certain person laughs at me when asking me questions about my life as if to say you just aren't good enough and the life you lead is one of a simpleton. Get back in the kitchen and do those dishes, woman. Don't join the conversation, mother, you're not smart enough. Your opinion doesn't matter. You don't take care of yourself - look at all the weight you gained when you had kids. That's because that is all you are good for. You have nothing better to do, how pathetic. You can do no better, what a pity.
I instantly become caught up thinking that everything I care about is worth nothing. The devil lives in my kitchen sink. Its probably the last place I should ever go again.
Sunday, October 26, 2008
Gardner Village
We went to Gardner Village in West Jordan on Saturday. Gwen fell asleep on the ride up.
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Naomi got her face painted. I thought she wouldn't like it. I thought I'd have to coax her into getting her cheek painted, but she wanted the full face butterfly.
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Here we are standing on the bridge. Gwen liked a funny witch they had across the little pond.
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Naomi decorated her own witch hat.
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Gwen got to share a sprite with me, and the sharing didn't last long. The cup is as big as her! She didn't drink all that much before she got the lid off and stuck her hand in to pull out and eat the ice. She takes after me!
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Thursday, October 23, 2008
Ditto on the Blog-anon
To understand my post better you'll have to read my sister-in-laws most recent post. So can I just say that I've only been back online for less than a week, and I've caught up on what everyone has said over the past few weeks, and now what do I do? I need to search out more people to add to my friend list so that I have more blogs to read. At the same time I can't just read random blogs that I don't know. I just don't care. Lets face it we all care about the silly random happenings in people's lives. Its so weird! So a call out now for all those who haven't posted in a while - we need stuff to read!! Oh and if you read my blog and have a blog that isn't listed in my fave blogs that means I don't know about it - so let me know so I can read it! Thank you. Have a nice day!
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