Two Cups
Friday, June 29th, 2007Eric used a two-cup measuring cup as his drinking cup at dinner (we call them cups, not glasses, because they’re all plastic anyway).
“Nice cup, Eric,” I said.
“It’s not one cup, it’s two cups!” he said.
Well That Just Made My Day!
Friday, June 29th, 2007It’s 9:45 and we haven’t eaten dinner yet.
You’re supposed to start all blog posts with something to catch the reader’s attention, like a question or an outrageous statement. There it is! (For another very outrageous story, keep reading! It’s in the next paragraph.)
Today was a hot one…got up to 103º, so we went swimming! Everything had to be clean before we left, though, so we didn’t get out the door until about five. We usually bring the dog with us, and this time was no different. He doesn’t have a collar, because hey, we live out in the country! So Ben brought two zipties and they locked it around his neck, and hooked the leash to that. All that to say, we had the dog while we were walking down the trail to the lake! Boy dogs are…boy dogs, and they do what boy dogs do, so Duke was peeing on a tree, and Jay wasn’t watching where he was going and walked right into it and Duke peed on his leg! That poor guy…the expression on his face was priceless!! He didn’t know whether to cry or laugh! He ended up laughing though, but he kept a funny look on his face!
We had tons of fun…the boys jumped off the log (same one we had last time)…I taught Kate how to float on her back and swim on her back, and I taught Em how to float on her back (and she’s almost got the hang of swimming on her back!). 
Gives one a very…accomplished feeling to be able to say “I taught Kate and Em how to float on their back and swim!”
After the lake we went up Roundup Road to see the Extreme Makeover house they were building. They sent the family to New York for the week, and they’ll be back tomorrow. We had a ball. There were people standing there directing traffic, lots of police and security guards, and a ton of cars! There was a woman waving at everybody (the boys called her a Walmart greeter), and a sign that said Visitor Hours: 8am-10pm. Visitor hours?!? Good grief!! Joe got a bunch of pictures on his camera (when Dad gets home we can use his cable to connect to the computers, I think). There was a whole parking lot full of cars, and a crowd of people! We were…amazed!
Dad was at the Cenex by Airport Road, so we were going to go meet him there and say hi. Well, on the way back to town, this white minivan with a Utah plate passed us, going super fast, and it was a no passing zone! He dived back in front of us, narrowly missing the oncoming car, and raced off. “I sure hope he’s going to the hospital!” Mom said.
Well, when we got to the gas station, who should we see pull up, but that Utah van! Full of security guys (Californians with their sunglasses on their heads…sorry, kind of a family joke!). Two guys hop out and one goes in and one takes a picture of the self-serve gas pump. Weirdo!!
We said Hi to Dad and met the guy he’s training (an Iraqi war vet who was injured), and went to Albertson’s because Ben wanted to buy us all pop. Nobody had quarters on them, so Mom bought chips–buy one, get one free–and a case of 12 pops. Woohoo!
Now it’s 10pm and dinner’s ready, so I better go!
Remuss Starr
Thursday, June 28th, 2007An amateur genealogical researcher discovered that his great-great uncle, Remus Starr, a fellow lacking in character, was hanged for horse stealing and train robbery in Montana in 1889. The only known photograph of Remus shows him standing on the gallows. On the back of the picture is this inscription:
“Remus Starr; horse thief; sent to Montana Territorial Prison 1885, escaped 1887; robbed the Montana Flyer six times. Caught by Pinkerton detectives. Convicted and hanged 1889.”
In a Family History subsequently written by the researcher, Remus’s picture is cropped so that all that’s seen is a head shot. The
accompanying biographical sketch is as follows:
“Remus Starr was a famous cowboy in the Montana Territory. His business empire grew to include acquisition of valuable equestrian assets and intimate dealings with the Montana railroad. Beginning in 1885, he devoted several years of his life to service at a government facility, finally taking leave to resume his dealings with the railroad. In 1887, he was a key player in a vital investigation run by the renowned Pinkerton Detective Agency. In 1889, Remus passed away during an important civic function held in his honor when the platform upon which he was standing collapsed.”
Joined the Next Age of Technology
Tuesday, June 26th, 2007Yes, folks, we have. Yesterday Mom and Dad bought five cell phones (one for Dad, one for Mom, one for Ben, one for Joe and Eric, and one for me/home), and we’re getting rid of our land line and switching to just cells. I think it’s kind of handy, because then you can call the different cells depending upon who you want to talk to! We’re using Alltel, and you know among Alltel users calls are free…soo, we can call Dad anytime we want, and he can call us! And we can talk to Mom as long as we want while she’s at the store without having to worry about minutes…and Joe even woke Ben up from his nap by calling his cell!
Dad bought his phone to have a little more bells and whistles like an mp3 player and a nicer camera. Mom bought her phone to have pink instead of silver, and the other three were free! Free is cool. ;)
My Boys
Tuesday, June 26th, 2007Alrighty, here’s the pictures from the boys’ camping trip! All photos taken by Joe unless he’s in them. (He said I had to say that!) I had to narrow them down…otherwise I’d just be posting too many! Since these are only some (but the majority!), you can view the full gallery here!
I think these are bluebonnets!
They said there was lots of wild roses (I love wild roses!) and this one had a bee in it!
In case you haven't noticed, my name is Anne, but in RL it's pronounced Annie. At this moment in time I happen to be 21 years old. Herein you will find: The rants, rambles, and otherwise uninteresting happenings in the life of...well, ME, you might say. 
