A Tribute to the King of Pop

I was in the bank today when I heard that Micheal Jackson passed away. My thoughts are with his many fans in their time of grief. Cause I'm talking 'bout the man in mirror! Billie Jean was not his lover, but if you wanted to be his baby- it didn't matter if you were black or white. He just wanted to heal the world and make it a better place... for you, me and the entire human race. Making a better place for you and me.... do remember the time??? He was bad! Bad! you know it! and the whole world has to answer right now! Who's bad? The smooth criminal! He wants to rock with you! (all night)! you knocked him off his feet! and always remember: You got to be starting something and Don't stop till you get enough!

Rest in Peace Michael Jackson!

New bling....

So I was in the mood to do something scandolous and so not like me.... I was having a mid-life crisis. So for my 27th birthday, I pierced my nose.

Well Shut my Mouth!

Around 10 am this morning, I needed my caffeine!! So as apart of my morning ritual, I head down to the Pink Shop for a very large, bubbly, caffeine and sugar loaded soda. When I arrived there, I saw a very adorable little boy and a dad sitting at the counter. I knew the gentlemen was a dad because of the pink "dad" bracelet he wore. This is a security protocal in most hospitals to insure the safety of the newborn (and to make sure you don't go home with the wrong baby or someone else takes your baby.) The dad did not look much older than me and the little boy that was sitting with him was no more than 4 years old.

I got my soda and went to the cashier to pay for my drink. I know how exciting a brand new baby can be so I turned to the boy and asked:

"Do you have a new little brother or new little sister?"

The dad pops up and said: "Neither. This is my brother in law!"

"Well shut my mouth!" was all I could say.

(The picture above is Bubba Jones on the day he was born.)

7 year Itch

(This picture is 3 years old but I still love it)

All the good men in the world are one of three things: taken, gay or dead! That is all there is to it. I happened to find one that wasn't any of those and had enough sense to marry him. This Sunday, Hotstuff and I will celebrate our 7th Anniversary. We met and 6 weeks later were engaged. We got married in the Manti Temple in Manti, Utah three months after (we knew each other for a total of 5 months before we got married). Now seven years later, I would be lost without my best friend and better half.

I love you incredibly much! Happy Anniversary Hotstuff! love, Honey

My little Casanova

When I picked up the kids from the fabulous Misses K's house today, both of them were slow to come to the door. Apparently, Miss May was outside and Bubba Jones (who is 2.5) was downstairs playing with his GIRLFRIEND!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yes, you read that right, girlfriend! When you ask him if she is his girlfriend; he tells you: My C, My girlfriend. You ask C and she will tell you that Bubba Jones is her boyfriend. Miss May told us that one of the kids called C a crybaby; then Bubba Jones tells all of us (in defense of her honor): My Crybaby!

This is a boy seriously in love!

June Bug

I know that I am not the most faithful everyday blogger but I got the bug today to blog and so far I have got nothing. It's June and summer is on it's way. I am excited to see what the summer will bring. We have had storms over the last couple of days and they are supposed to last all week. I love thunder and lighting! The rain helps the horrible allergies that we all suffer from. June is an incredibly busy month for our family. Hotstuff and I will celebrate our anniversary, there is Father's Day and my birthday- all within two weeks! I am ready to be warm again and enjoy my summer vacation. It's official I have been bitten by the June Bug.