My Kind of Perfect

I really love this song. It's really cute :) plus he's mormon and i think all of us mormons have this same thought in mind. So enjoy this song :)

They're out there... :)

the end

We woke up today, sadly to find out that Lucky the fish my sister's very favorite pet and friend had passed away... This is a very somber day for her and she's taking it really hard; now me on the other hand woke up before and was going to get her a new fish before she woke up...But i was too late. Now Lucky has joined all of the many fish that have gone on before him. We all hope that he will one day rejoin us and that his many heroic defeats and tragedies will be known. For lucky's life, go see .post-Lucky the fish; you will see what he went through. So heres to you Lucky, see you later.

The Spirit of CHRISTmas

Christmas Eve, or as my brother likes to call it [Christmas Adam ;) ] Haha i love him :) Anyways, Christmas Eve was spent at my Grandma's house. Now those who have met my grandma know what a scatterbrain she is :P That's not mean, its the truth. So we got to go over to her house for Christmas Adam; that was fun, i actually had a pretty good time. I got to show up my cousin with my singing skills ;) Take that Aunt Cay. The entire time home we were singing carols and christmas songs, i wouldn't trade it for anything :)
Christmas Night, basically i am a total child. I could not sleep the entire night! i went to bed at (pondering)... i think 1 or so. Then i was up the entire time, so excited for Christmas. It's my favorite season and i just love it :) We ended up opening presents at 3:30... It wasn't for my doing this year either, it was Princess Rapunzel ;)
Christmas Day... wow. Well this Christmas has been the best since, oh idk. ever. When i walked into the Christmas tree, i saw a beautiful cedar chest. My parents had gotten me my own hope chest. :' ) Those of you who don't know what a hope chest is, its my own personal chest; one to fill my depression glass*, my scrapbooks, all my journals and my treasure box :) My treasure box is a box full of every letter that anyones ever given me, so if you want to be part of my future you should write me a letter (in the mail ;) jk) You should write me one :).
My hope chest was the best part about my Christmas, i love it so much. And it means the world to me that my parents would get one for me :) I love you guys, so much.

Merry Christmas, remember the Spirit of Christ

*- Depression glass, glass made in the great depression and since it wasn't worth anything they made so much that it took over the stores. They ended handing them out in movie theatres for popcorn bowls. I love mine :) It's a beautiful gold-yellow color and their so beautiful.

Provo Tabernacle, we will never forget

I got the privilege to actually drive by the Tabernacle the day after the burning. It was so sad to see so much LDS history lost in that one tragic fire; also one of the only winding wood staircases that delicately crafted in all the US. I really am very sad for this historical landmark to have burnt down, it was a beautiful building. So please be respectful, and watch this video. Thank you

The OLD cannot function anymore :D

My Grandma sent this to me in an e-mail, and i died laughing. :D I hope you do the same :D

~ When I bought my Blackberry, I thought about the 30-year business I ran with 1,800 employees. All without a cell phone that plays music, takes videos, pictures and communicates with Facebook and Twitter. I signed up under duress (against my will) for Twitter and Facebook; so my seven kids, their spouses, 13 grandkids and 2 great grand kids could communicate with me in the modern way. I figured I could handle something as simple as Twitter with only 140 characters of space.

That was before one of my grandkids hooked me up for:

Tweeter

Tweetree

Twhirl

Twitterfon

Tweetie

Twittererific Tweetdeck

Twitpix...

and something that sends every message to my cell phone and every other program within the texting world...

My phone was beeping every three minutes with the details of everything, except the bowel movements of the entire next generation. I am not ready to live like this... I keep my cell phone in the garage in my golf bag.

The kids bought me a GPS for my last birthday because they say I get lost every now and then going over to the grocery store or library. I keep that in a box under my tool bench with the Blue-tooth phone I am supposed to use when I drive. I wore it once and was standing in line at Barnes and Noble talking to my wife and everyone in the nearest 50 yards was glaring at me. I had to take my hearing aid out to use it, and I got a little loud.

I mean the GPS looked pretty smart on my dash board, but the lady inside that gadget was the most annoying, rudest person I had run into in a long time. Every 10 minutes, she would sarcastically say, "Re-calc-u-lating." You would think that she could be nicer, it was like she could barely tolerate me.. She would let go with a deep sigh and then tell me to make a U-turn at the next light. Then if I made a right turn instead; well, it was not a good relationship.

When I get really lost now, I call my wife and tell her the name of the cross streets, and while she is starting to develop the same tone as Gypsy, (the GPS lady) at least she loves me. :)

To be perfectly frank, I am still trying to learn how to use the cordless phones in our house. We have had them for 4 years, but I still haven't figured out how I can: lose three phones all at once, run around the house digging under chair cushions, and checking bathrooms and the dirty laundry baskets when the phone rings.

The world is just getting too complex for me. It even mess me up every time I go to the grocery store. You would think they could help me settle on something but this sudden "Paper or Plastic?" every time I check out, just knocks me for a loop. I bought some of those cloth reusable bags to avoid looking confused, but I never remember to take them in with me.

Now I toss it back to them. When they ask me, "Paper or Plastic?" I just say, "Doesn't matter to me. I am bi-sacksual." Then it's their turn to stare at me with a blank look. I was recently asked if I tweet. I answered, No, but I do toot a lot."

Oh old people :)

that liquid red substance.

So i don't know if any of you know my cuz, but Smours is so much fun :) Anyways, so i remember when i was working at LIBERTY LAND, way back when... Anyways, so she was working with me that day and i remember her getting just a little tiny nosebleed... this was not small. Once her nose started bleeding, it didn't stop. And i'm not just talking about a regular nosebleed, no like massive. Like the sink, the mirror, the floor; it was all covered in blood... And it just kept coming up, like the when moses turned the sea to blood. Yeah, it was like that... Just to let you know. I am NOT AT ALL anywhere near being a doctor or a nurse in the future, i CANNOT STAND BLOOD. It sickens me, so imagine me in there seeing that and just so scared. I honestly thought she was going to die... i was so scared, i had a friend there to comfort me though; he helped a lot. it turned out that everything was alright after all the ambulances and the m.e.'s checked her out.
So if any of you ever see me jump up around blood, or if it's a nosebleed i'll just get out of your way, because that was a very traumatizing experience for me... I ask that you not make fun of it, please. It still scares me till this day, like i just had a major nosebleed and just freaked out and panicked. So I am sorry that i will not be able to help you, but i hope you get better.

Mozart, bless his soul :)

Well me and lobster were over at my house today and we were trying to do something for one of my classes. And Daxton just started freaking out and would not stop crying! So lobster looks at me and yells '' you know, mozart can make babies smarter.'' So she looks up Mozart on the computer and we put it on. Not even kidding, within 15 or 20 seconds; dead asleep. Not even half, no dead. We started cracking up laughing and couldn't stop for like ever! It was so funny! So i want to thank Mozart for playing for my bro when he's down in the dumps :) Thank you fondly sir