BFF

These dogs are hilarious. They really like each other. Most days Biskit will come over, sit on our porch and bark until I let Sam out to play. From there they either hang out here or run over to Biskit's house. I love it! If Sam ever runs off; I know where he's headed...to his BFF--Biskit!

key mishaps

I am not a good keeper of keys. I tend to find them in odd places at home and when I'm out and about. Some will stick to a back pocket, or that special place in their purse. I however have no such consistency. I've even been known to carry them around in hand at stores setting them down wherever and losing them in piles of clothes. Seriously, that one time took some major backtracking to find em. So believe me when I say I had troubles finding my bundle of keys which included a white sparkly diva key and a hot pink key before. (they really catch the eye) Well now I have been demoted to ONE key. yes one plain silver key that can literally be put in all sorts of places by the hands of mine. This morning while running several errands, I had little "lost key" panic attacks at every stop. (don't worry I always found it, even though I just KNEW it was lost again) well, by now you are probably wondering (or really don't care) where my original set of keys are. As Dane would say "let's go back, let's go back" It all started when we decided to take our truck (landcruiser) into a mechanic shop to get the brakes fixed. They called Brent to tell him they were done but that they lost our keys. (not my fault) ummm, how do you lose keys at the mechanic shop? I mean they were able to get the car in and out of the garage right?! Anyhoo, this was back in May and they have never found them. SO, set of keys #1--gone! Luckily I have the other original car key along with door clicker, (remember diva?) WRONG! Its lost too, and this time I'm not sure its coming back. I still have hope they'll turn up though, like the case of Brent's missing wallet and the unworn pajama pants. Let's just hope it doesn't take 9 months like said incident above. Set of keys #2--gone! Here's the dilemia...Big O is going to pay for the copying of keys lost in their possession, but since our other original (lost in my posession) is MIA, should we make a copy of a copy? (this is the rogue plain silver key previously mentioned) might I remind you all what happens when you make a copy of a copy:

To be a kid again...

Ogden halfer

This past weekend me and a couple of friends ran the Ogden half marathon. I know that I am fairly new to races but I REALLY recommend the Ogden race. For one the course is mainly downhill AND its gorgeous! The race takes place down a canyon (one that probably has a name) with streams, a lake, trees and a couple of waterfalls--sure beats running downtown Phoenix. As calm and serene as this race sounds it was anything but about twenty minutes BEFORE the race as we were driving to the start line hoping (well most of us were hoping) we wouldn't miss it! I am not sure what went wrong, I guess it just took a little longer than I thought to get there and and I desperately needed to go twosies. (I know! but I need you all to understand the anxiety I was feeling) So we were late and I had bathroom issues. We get there, everyone is ready and just waiting for the horn to start the race while Amy, Michelle and I come frantically running. All of a sudden I realize I freakin forgot to put my timing chip around my ankle and it is now being carried away by Shad (our driver) in his vehicle. I run to Michelle grab her phone, run to Amy to get Shad's number, she doesn't know it, ahhh! so I run back to Michelle return her cell and run back to the start with Amy. (Michelle was running a little later in a relay) Yeah, so pretty much I looked like a crazy person running back and forth while the spectators, horn blower and Ogden crew watched. Even though its still frustrating I forgot my chip, it probably wasn't THAT big of a deal. I mean its not like I was trying to qualify for anything--I just wouldn't have an official time. Needless to say I was PISSED! Definitely said some choice words and Amy said she was afraid to talk to me. Good thing she was around because she did talk to me and did make me feel better. I just hate being rushed, and forgetful with no bathroom breaks! As it turned out, the race was a PR (personal record) so it wasn't a total disaster. Plus remember the whole no bathroom break? well I ended up stopping at the ole porta john. The line took forever (well, 5 min.) but I still did better than before so what am I complaining about? This was the day before the race at the expo where you pick up your bib, TIME CHIP and other free stuff...of course Amy and I wanted ice cream but we were about to go to dinner so we got the "itty bitty cone" (yes that was the real name) for .75 Cents and yes it was indeed itty bitty:) It always feels good to be done especially with creamie and jamba juice in hand ahhh, short shorts girl. This gal was running in front of us for some of the race and seemed to always be bending over...just so happened that after the race as we were recouping, what do you know short shorts is bending over and we got the pic to prove it.

NEVER again

One of our April projects besides painting my cabinets (I will post pics soon) was to clear yet again the back strip of ferocious, spider infested weeds in our backyard. Really, we (okay, mostly Brent) have weeded that strip three? perhaps four years in a row. Every time we vowed that would be the last time...well it finally was. We put sod in with the help of Brent's family--Thank you! It is so nice to not worry about the weeds coming back, whew! well I meant to take some before and after pics of our yard, but I got distracted and ended up only taking pictures of Jack and his worm...if he wasn't so cute I'd be more sad that I forgot. As you can imagine, Jack helped a lot; about as much as he did with our cabinets. He LOVES it outside.

Mother I love you...mother I do!

Obviously in the spirit of Mother's Day I've been thinking a lot of my own mother and mother-in-law. They are great, heres why... Some things that make my mother (Cindy) a super mom! (and grandma)

• she is great at sympathizing when you want someone to talk to and feel bad for you:)
• she is a lot of fun to hang out with (like going shopping!)
• she is extremely understanding and forgiving
• she has a great sense of humor (and thinks she is hilarious)
• she is ALWAYS positive (that one was from Brent but I agree)
• she has great skin ( I know, I know this has nothing to do with being a great mom, but I wanted to include one nice physical quality about her.)

Some things that make Brent's mother (Chris) a super mom! (and grandma) **Brent has put aside his differences with blogging long enough to divulge some info about his mother. Its the least he could do.

• she is an amazing cook (yes its true, I just think its funny this is the first thing he says)
• she is forgiving (he said she raised him, so she had to be forgiving)
• she is a good sport (which you have to be if you're in the Carter family)
• she is very loyal
• she has successfully raised four boys who are all best friends (that one is mine)
• It has to be said--she has a great caboose!

There you have it folks, some of the best women around...love you!

For the grandparents...

Easter last year:(kind of boring)

Easter this year:(kind of awesome)

The Saturday before Easter we went to the Carters and Allphins for a little Easter egg hunt. Jack enjoyed finding the eggs but could only hold two at a time. He didn't want to put the ones he had in the basket. So he walked around looking at all of the eggs saying "ball" Towards the end he got the hang of it and was able to let go of his two eggs and find more. It was about that time he realized there was candy in the eggs. He thought that was pretty cool. Here are some pictures of us after church on Sunday. The first two are of him playing peek a boo! Sometimes he misses his eyes though. Oh and the last picture is of Jack making this really hilarious face. He knows we all laugh every time he does it.