Disneyland ROCKS!!

I'd post the video for this, but emailing to my blog doesn't like when I try that...

Try this link for the music video  I'm Going to Disneyland

 

I'm Going to Disneyland by DaDa

 

I just ran away from home
Now I'm going to Dizz Knee Land
I just crashed my car again
Now I'm going to Dizz Knee Land
I just robbed a grocery store!
I'm going to Dizz Knee Land
I just flipped off President George
I'm going to Dizz Knee Land

I'm going to Dizz Knee Land! 

I just tossed a fifth of gin
Now I'm going to Dizz Knee Land
I just got cuffed again
I'm going to Dizz Knee Land, yeah
Shot my gun into the night!
I'm going to Dizz Knee Land, oh
I just saw a good man die
I'm going to Dizz Knee Land, come on

I'm going to Dizz Knee Land

(solo)

Kicked my ass out of school
Rolled me out into the streets
Hitched a ride on a monkey's back
Headed west into the black

I'm going to Dizz Knee Land
I'm going to Dizz Knee Land, yeah, yeah
I'm going to Dizz Knee Land, oooh
I'm going to Dizz Knee Land, yeah, yeah, yeah

There you go!

My favorite part of spring... The snow drops are blooming

I am such a sucker....

Well, it has happened.....

 

U2 is Coming to Salt Lake City

June 3, 2010

Rice Eccles Stadium

 

Tickets go on sale to the general public on Monday 2/22/2010

 

So what have I done? and Why am I such a sucker? One simple answer. I. Bought. Tickets.

 

I know, I know, I have already seen them once this Tour, but honestly, how can I pass this up?

I agree with this today

Today's Capricorn Horoscope:
Feb 19, 2010

The desire to go off by yourself and enjoy a little solitude is likely to be in conflict with the reality of your obligations today, Capricorn. You could find yourself spacing out at times and unable to concentrate on any tasks at hand, so try to stay focused. Some irritating letters or phone calls could come your way, but nothing that you can't deal with. See an exciting movie tonight.

Day 3-6

they all Suck so they weren't worth sharing. Oh well maybe I'll find something worth sharing.

The Picture of the day

Day 2

Sleeping Mahana

YAY OLYMPICS

I don't hate the Olympics. Something about it just drives me crazy. So here is something completely different.

The Start to a Long Week.

Well, it's Wednesday, and I have been meaning to blog all week, but I just haven't had it in me. I was going to blog about the fantastic Birthday Extravaganza that we just spent 4 days completing, the fantastic party that we had, and how much we enjoyed seeing so many of our family friends over the weekend... but now it has fallen to the background for a little while, I'll get to it eventually.

Sunday morning we received a call from John's mother letting us know that the father of one of our best friends, Bryce, passed away. Though I never really got to know Steve, Bryce is a pert of our family so I guess that makes his dad an extension of us. My heart is broken for Bryce and his family at this time. What a hard thing to have to go through. I know that I can't even fathom the loss of a parent, I only know how it feels to lose a family member that was so loved and such a large part of your life.

Getting the news of his passing has opened us back up to the grief that we stomp down so often. I have been near tears this entire week as I think of the Allen family often and ache for their loss. This week has been especially hard since Bryce isn't here for me to take care of. He and Jennie are in Illinois finishing up his Masters Degree. They not here for me to hug and to listen to, to tease, to joke with, or to feed... all those things that I wished someone had been here to do for us when Lariann died.

It has been 9 months since Lariann left us, and the hurt is still as fresh today as it was the day we said goodbye. Still thinking she'll call or show up at a family party, but in our hearts we know she's gone, and we are okay with that most days. Piling the passing of someone close upon all the losses we have faced in the last four years makes my heart heavy. It seems I don't ever have time to recover from one before another is stacked on top.

On the upside... I've cried so much the last few days that my sinus' have finally cleared.

---

Steven Webster Allen

Steven W. Allen 12/2/1952 ~ 2/7/2010 KAYSVILLE - Steven Webster Allen, born December 2, 1952 in Salt Lake City, son to the late Owen Dale and Connie Allen, died of a heart attack on Sunday, February 7, 2010 in Layton, Utah.He is survived by his wife, LaFon S. Allen and his children: Bryce D. and Jennie Allen, StacyAnn Allen, Craig H. and Lindsay Allen, Jonathan D. Allen, Garrett S. Allen and was a proud grandpa to Owen H. Allen. Steve also had two sisters, Sharon A. Barnett and Susan A. Ormond and one brother, Michael J. Allen. Steven was a draftsman by profession. He contributed to many projects, his favorites being the Las Vegas and Portland LDS Temples. A gifted artist, he could draw a perfectly straight line without using a ruler. He could often be found drawing intricate pieces of art which he would call "just a doodle". A lover of baseball and other sports, he dedicated his time to his children, teaching them the rules of the game. They have many fond memories of their Dad as their coach. Steve graduated from Davis High School, where he was involved in athletics. He still holds the record for the most consecutive pull-ups in a row. He loved living in Kaysville. After living and working here most of his life, he knew where any road in Kaysville led to. He served a mission for the LDS church in the California East mission and was then reassigned to the Washington mission. He later married the love of his life, LaFon, in the Salt Lake LDS Temple. He has held several callings and enjoyed being the High Priest Instructor. He was a man of character and respected by many. Steve always had some funny sayings and definitely would want his last words to be, "ladies and gentlemen, take my advice, pull down your pants and slide on the ice." Our father, husband, grandfather, brother and son was loved very much and will be greatly missed. Funeral services will be held at 11:00 a.m., Friday, February 12, 2010 at the LDS ward chapel, 50 West, Kaysville. Friends may call Thursday evening, February 11, from 6-8 p.m. at Russon Brothers Mortuary, 1941 North Main, Farmington and Friday morning from 9:45-10:45 a.m. at the church prior to services. Interment-Kaysville Cemetery. Online guest book and direction map at www.russonmortuary.com

 

The Day She's Dreamed Of Cake

This is the cake I'd like to try one day. I think I need some extra practice on fondent before I try it...

Who wants me to make this cake for them? I'm not just going to make it for the sake of making it.

 

http://www.wilton.com/idea/The-Day-Shes-Dreamed-Of

For my birthday

My sister decorated my house.

John's Birthday Cake

Done!

Step 2

Step 1

Today I am 30!

New Kids on Jimmy Falon

The darkness should have 4 eyes... The cats are watching me.

Peaches and Cream Barbie

I had to have her.

For the 50th Anniversary of Barbie, Barbie is releasing 50 of the most popular barbies for the last 50 years. A few months ago I walked through the Barbie isle at the local department store and there, on the shelf, in all her hot pink Glory, was Barbie from Barbie and the Rockers. I almost bought her, but I didn't really need her, besides, I had the red headed Rocker (I don't remember her name) She wore this Jazzy green outfit with tight green pants and an off the shoulder halter top. This outfit eventually ended up on Grandma Hart (I think she may still be wearing it up in my storage) ... Anyway back to the original tangent... I passed on Barbie and the Rockers because she just didn't hold that many good memories for me.

But yeaterday as I was out buying John some socks for his birthday, I passed through the barbie isle.... and There She Was. Beautiful in her peach evening gown, her blond hair so new and shiny, the diamond necklace, the diamon ring, and yeas, even the gaudy diamond earling. She is perfect. I had to have her.

I have such fond memories of Peaches and Cream. I don't think she was my first Barbie, but she is the first one that I really remember ever being MINE. I've gotten older, but I have never grown out of my barbies. Sure, I don't pull them out and carry on soap operas that last for months... (or even years) any more, but once in a while I do pull them out. For the old ones they get a good loving as I change their clothes or comb their hair. I laugh at all the Good memories associated with them and even some of the bad.

I remember loving Peaches and Cream Barbie to her death. Her head splitting up the sides, her hands bent and chewed on, her hair so dull and stringy... Even her pretty dress I remember being ripped so may times, faded with being left in the sun, and the bodice cracked and falling to bits because it was loved so much. The joy of having a toy that was so important to me. I loved her... and now she's back again for another ride, and I couldn't be more excited. But this time, she probably isn't going to come out of the box.

As I have gotten older I have switched more in to the collector phase with the new Barbies that I buy. I seem to get a new one every few years. There is the African American Holiday 1999 Barbie, The Irish Princess Barbie, Sleeping Beauty Barbie, The X-Files Barbie and Ken set (John gave it to me for our 7th wedding anniversary) And now, Peaches and Cream.

New Toys

This is my new Toy at work.

I finally got issued a headset 3 months after they told me I'd get one.