Teagan's wedding

I LOVE going to weddings that having dancing and good food..I do...I may be nuts but I do. My little cousin Teagan was married a few weeks ago in Sisters Oregon after 9 years of dating her now husband! We stayed at an amazing resort, way over our budget, but worth every penny. Most of my friends are now married, (or divorced) So going to a wedding that plays 80's music is always a treat for me! A flashback to high school always brings back good memories! Even my parents (below) after 43 years of marriage rocked out to the music! These are the memories I will never forget because they seldom happen..so here is to all of you 80's music lovers like me!

My little Prince

I was so proud of my little man, for the second year in a row, Caden walked in front of 2300+ people at our homecoming ceremony. Way to go little man!

Fred Meyer...

Ok, so tonight I had the worst experience at Fred Meyer. I was at the check out stand, I had Payton in front of me, and in front of both of us was our cart full of pumpkins for preschool. Behind me was my husband and our cart full of groceries for our family. I walk up to pay and out of nowhere comes this smell, so stinky that I am about to vomit. I am trapped and begin going into a small panic. This check out lady has farted and continues to fart in front of me. It was worse than a skunk, a baby diaper, and really anything I have ever smelled. I look behind me to escape but realize that York too is about to vomit and finds a way to exit the aisle with Caden. I am left with Payton who politely does not want to say anything but is covering her nose with her shirt. The women kept on repeating herself by saying, "so, it looks like you are decorating for Halloween? I said, "No, this is all for my job." One minute later as I try to gasp for air, she says again, "So, it looks like you are decorating for Halloween." I wanted to say, "Look lady, you just asked me that question one minute ago, but clearly your brain is now fried because your gas problem is causing you to hallucinate. I quickly turn back and look at the spearmint gum and stick my nose up against it. She is looking at me funny now, but come on, are you serious! My clothes are starting to smell like this ladies gas...so I try to push my cart forward. She stops me! She says she needs to do a price check on something and then let's another one fly as she is leaving. I find myself almost hitting the floor, I can foresee the obituaries now, "Women dies from nasty fart from the Fred Meyer lady" I find courage to get back up and notice that the entire aisle has cleared out and my husband is sitting down about to vomit with Caden. (Who is plugging his nose)

One, two , four minutes pass, and finally we are done. As we leave another person gets into line looking at us like we were the culprit. I look back at the 25 year old man, and give him the look with my eyes that say, "sorry old buddy, but it wasn't us. Good luck breathing the next five minutes." I notice his eyes start to water, and soon, he says to the lady, "keep the change" and makes a B-line out the door.

I am not sure what that lady ate, nor if she was aware of her gas issue, but it now has been four hours since I was at Fred Meyer. I had to put Vicks vapor rub up my nose to get the semi-permanent stench out of my nose.

My struggle

On Saturday, as we were celebrating the OSU victory, my sister in law received a phone call that would change her life forever. Her 25 year old brother (who has a baby on the way) was in a major accident. After two life flights, and 6 specialists, they told Sandra's family he has a zero percent chance of living. He is brain dead.

I consider myself a person of strong faith..heck my husband almost died last year and I knew I had to put everything in God's hands. I hear people say, God allows us to experience rain once in a while so we can appreciate the sun. Sometimes I think I have experienced a few thunderstorms when it comes to death and my family. I am really struggling with this particular "death." Someone whom is 25 years old..really just a kid himself, happily married to the love of his life, excited to become a father for the first time, gone from our earth to head home. It's hard to understand, although I have read the bible and understand death..or at least I thought I understood death. I guess it's time to really take a look at my own faith, and put life into perspective again.

GO OSU!

Although it was HOT, it was worth the trip down to Corvallis! Go BEAVERS!

American Girl Doll

Payton had saved her money for one year to purchase the "dream doll of a lifetime." Emily, the cute little American Girl doll came to us in a fancy box addressed to Payton Major this June. When I placed the order online, I used Payton's email address so that future sales or updates on the dolls would go directly to her instead of me. Once the order was placed the company sent Payton a generic email letting her know that her order had been shipped. So basically the email came from the shipping department. I check Payton's email every day to make sure that she is only sending messages to a few friends and her grandma, however on one sunny June day I noticed that she had sent a message back to the company or "shipping department"

This is what it said in reply to the email she received letting her know her doll was shipped:

Dear American Girl Doll People,
Whin will are doll come to are house? have a good day love
Payton's mom.

I was laughing so hard, especially at the spelling and use of my name being "Payton's mom" it was great.

Next, I noticed she had sent a second email to the shipping department and this one said:
Dear American Doll people:
This is the real Payton now. Thank you so so so so so so so much for shipping my doll. I have always wanted a doll that looks like me and I saved my money for one year to buy her. I didn't even by any candy or bad stuff so I could by her. I hope you have a good day. It is time for lunch now, what are you having today for lunch?
I love you and thank you again
love Payton Tally Major

I wonder what the shipping people are thinking...do they actually read these emails? I would be laughing and submitting this to my supervisor...it's too cute! We did however receive an email from someone in shipping letting us know that the doll would soon be at our house.

Good intnetions...bad idea!

This summer I have been on a HUGE exercise kick. After 15 years of not really exercising (other than maybe once a week) I have been working out seven days a week and have lost 14lbs and 9 inches! I am so excited to run/walk my first 1/2 marathon this spring. With all this excitement I have been experiencing, we decided to take the kids on a hike to Silvercreek Falls. Our intentions were good, however, we did not put much thought into the fact that one jogger stroller will not do the trick for five miles! The beginning of the hike was a lot of fun, so I will post those pictures. However, once I hit the steep stairs with the jogger stroller on my back, I soon realized this hike was a mistake of gigantic proportions. After 5.5 miles and three and a half hours of hiking, we were all tired...let's just say there was not a lot of family bonding taking place. Good thing I took pictures early on!!