Hey, You Still Like Wal-Mart?

My ex-husband and I fought constantly, Why I married him, I'll never know.
For all those miserable years I said My hubby has got to go!

Tried poisoning cakes, stripping his brakes, Salting his pork chops with lime.
Wiring his chair, igniting his hair Even though playing with fire is a crime.

But I failed at each plot 'til I suddenly thought Of a way that would set me free!
I got rid of him for good and, know what? They couldn't do a thing to me!

I took him back to Wal-Mart! They'll take anything back you know!
They said they couldn't recall selling him, But they must have if I said so.

They just credited him to my Visa and said, "Y'all come back now, 'ya hear?"
They were so nice, polite, pleasant and insistent, I'll take back his mother next year!

They'll take anything back at Wal-Mart, Though it's broken or rotten or sweet.
And know what else? This time of year You don't even need a receipt!

Slow Days...

I guess we're all too busy to keep up on the postings... Sad. Is Andy ever going to contribute? I would love to see something from him. Just for kicks. Well, I just posted a long entry on the Thacher Crew site. I'd post it here, too. But that would make things too easy for you all. Ha! Ha! Ha! So go along and read the latest. And post someting, would ya??

The Independent review

Our family musician got "reviewed" in a local paper. Come to our blog and check it out. His little fan club is so proud!!

He Cleans Up Pretty Good

While we sit at home digging out from another snow storm, Andy has spent the end of the week in Phoenix (in the Sun, In the Warm, where white is a house paint color) at a wedding. No it's not his. But we did have a fairly effective spy, he stayed with the Frier's and knowing Sister Frier we have Pictures! Don't think Sister Frier did any photo shop corrections so I guess Andy really is that tall or they brought in a really short guy to stand next to him.

Present and Accounted for!!

We are in and accounted for. Happy New Year to all.

Winter Really Isn’t Cool

Hi from the deep freeze. Chris came into my office looked at me and said "Dad it's freezing outside". In the usual response I said "OK Chris" and went back to work.

"No Dad, It's really freezing outside" Well we all know how Chris can repeat at times. But as I looked up at him he had his coat zipped clear to the top, his 'Nanook of the North' hat that covers his ears on. Between the hat and the coat collar you could barely see his face. He was double gloved. And from what you could see of his face it was apparent he was serious.

So what's up Chris? Dad, its soooo freezing outside". He was after all right it was the coldest it had been since we had returned to Utah and it was certain that tonight it would be in the single digits, and yes it was cold. But did he need to remind me at 2 in the afternoon of what would be coming for certain? No, it would just make it worst.

As I tried to brush him off for the third time, He looked at me and said "Dad it's so freezing we need to go home right now". Now? We're not done with work. "Right now, It's so freezing we need to go home right now, we need to get home before it gets more freezing"

I tried to explain that it would be fine if we waited till it was time to go home, that we would get there safe and everything would be OK.

Then came the real jewel "Dad I got to get home and start to warm up my bed"

He was right it was too cold to stay any longer and I needed to get home and make sure my bed was getting warmed up, too. In fact, the wisdom of Chris is right. The only way to 'do winter' should be in bed with the covers pulled up.

As we were headed out the door he looked up "Srig is coming Dad" well at least it will be this year instead of next year. Winter really does suck.