Friday, August 28, 2009
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
Saturday, August 22, 2009
It's Alive!
I'm not talking about The Lime inside of me, although it's alive too.
I was driving to work one day this week and was behind a GTO. We took off from a stoplight and a familiar aroma filled the air...exhaust.
My dad has a '65 Mustang and so that smell is quite familiar. If you ever rode in the mustang, you always ended up smelling like exhaust. I remember my sister, Amy, bringing along an article of clothing to "cover up" with so that the clothes she was wearing weren't tainted.

LaVor has a '63 Falcon that gets started every once in a while. Roughly 2 years ago, he started it up and several neighbors poked their heads out of their homes to see what that horrible noise was. It was us. *waves*
He's been on a kick lately to get the Falcon running 24/7, which is great since we're still paying insurance on it, even though it sits in the garage.
He requested that I post a video of him starting it up. It made the house shake and the house now smells like exhaust :o)
I was driving to work one day this week and was behind a GTO. We took off from a stoplight and a familiar aroma filled the air...exhaust.
My dad has a '65 Mustang and so that smell is quite familiar. If you ever rode in the mustang, you always ended up smelling like exhaust. I remember my sister, Amy, bringing along an article of clothing to "cover up" with so that the clothes she was wearing weren't tainted.
LaVor has a '63 Falcon that gets started every once in a while. Roughly 2 years ago, he started it up and several neighbors poked their heads out of their homes to see what that horrible noise was. It was us. *waves*
He's been on a kick lately to get the Falcon running 24/7, which is great since we're still paying insurance on it, even though it sits in the garage.
He requested that I post a video of him starting it up. It made the house shake and the house now smells like exhaust :o)
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Saturday, August 15, 2009
Thursday, August 13, 2009
I'm How Old?
My purchases at Wal*Mart tonight...

I swear I'm only 25. I'm just a 25 year old with some unexplainable, nightmarish back itch and I like to keep my retainer clean.

I swear I'm only 25. I'm just a 25 year old with some unexplainable, nightmarish back itch and I like to keep my retainer clean.
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Sunday, August 9, 2009
Called to Serve
We're not going on a mission...although that's what it feels like. I don't know what to expect, starting something completely new, will have to be out of my comfort zone.
I was released from YW (I've been crying for a week) and have been called as the...
Primary Chorister. (Hey...I do sorta look like that; short, flippy hair. And I do have one of those wands...thanks to Steve Groch during my Sacrament Meeting Chorister calling. Not sure the kids will be smiling like that once I start, though.)
When I told my sister I wasn't looking forward to my new calling, she asked why. I answered with, "Primary". She laughed at me with a tone in her voice like, "Oh, you just wait. You'll have years of primary in front of you".
Oh joy...oh bliss.
I was released from YW (I've been crying for a week) and have been called as the...
When I told my sister I wasn't looking forward to my new calling, she asked why. I answered with, "Primary". She laughed at me with a tone in her voice like, "Oh, you just wait. You'll have years of primary in front of you".
Oh joy...oh bliss.
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