So in sacrament meeting on Sunday the scouts were reporting on scout camp. The first kid gets up and pretty quick off mentions how this year he brought chips for the poker game. I'm not offended by this, but I know plenty of people who would be.
Next up is a leader who mentions how he feels privileged to have been invited to the poker game. Really, so you were endorsing this?!?! It's one thing to know it's going on, perhaps say, "You know President Hinckley counseled against this?" Then leave them to make their own decisions. But maybe you shouldn't play with them.
The next leader, the YM Pres, gets up and says, "Don't worry. It wasn't poker. It was Texas Hold'em." So perhaps we can say he was innocent of the transgression, because he didn't realize that Texas Hold'em was poker.
Personally, I think this is what should go on at scout camp. You're supposed to do contraband things. Especially, if no one gets hurt. And we were assured by the first kid that no money was exchanged, just chips. No harm, no foul. But I can imagine there are going to be some folks busting down the bishop's door for this.
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
Sunday, July 4, 2010
Happy 4th
The weekend is only 1/2 over and we're already exhausted from the celebrating. We started off early Saturday morning with a parade in Liberty. Dylan was really excited because he got to ride a horse in it. (no pictures, my hands were full) From there we were off to Tooele to spend the day with cousins. 
I've decided that one of the advantages to having 2 kids is so you can dress them alike because it's so cute. But you will not find a picture of them together. A few families in their neighborhood rented an inflatable slide that was sheer chaos.
DVS only felt brave enough to ride once most of the bigger kids went home.
After that he was going down yelling, "rock and roll!"
Once some of the kids started to get tired the grown ups had a turn. It was really fun if you jumped, then you bounced as you slid, hit your heels to end with a tumble and crash. My head was spinning for a while since I did that over and over. Tons of fun though. 
Not my kid but I really love Canyon's face in this one. I showed it to him, then he wanted me to take more of him, and had to check with me after every time he went down to see if I got a good one of him. 
I've got to put my favorite sis-in-law Melissa on here because she held my baby the whole time and she's super hot. You would all be so lucky to be related to someone so awesome.
Then time for the rodeo. To me a rodeo is about as American as it gets. I cry at the opening of every rodeo where they acknowledge all the armed forces and sing the national anthem. I wish I were awesome enough to compete in a rodeo(doing what, I don't know), but maybe I would just settle on being the girl that rides around with the flags. It's closer to my skill level. Evan and Whitney joined us for the rodeo.
I would like to say we ended this crazy day with the beautiful sunset followed by fireworks.
But no, we don't know when to quit. We went back to Matt and Melissa's to watch the UFC fights. Or at least the parts I could unglue my eyelids for. Happy Birthday America!
I've decided that one of the advantages to having 2 kids is so you can dress them alike because it's so cute. But you will not find a picture of them together. A few families in their neighborhood rented an inflatable slide that was sheer chaos.
DVS only felt brave enough to ride once most of the bigger kids went home.
After that he was going down yelling, "rock and roll!"
Once some of the kids started to get tired the grown ups had a turn. It was really fun if you jumped, then you bounced as you slid, hit your heels to end with a tumble and crash. My head was spinning for a while since I did that over and over. Tons of fun though. 
Not my kid but I really love Canyon's face in this one. I showed it to him, then he wanted me to take more of him, and had to check with me after every time he went down to see if I got a good one of him. 
I've got to put my favorite sis-in-law Melissa on here because she held my baby the whole time and she's super hot. You would all be so lucky to be related to someone so awesome.Then time for the rodeo. To me a rodeo is about as American as it gets. I cry at the opening of every rodeo where they acknowledge all the armed forces and sing the national anthem. I wish I were awesome enough to compete in a rodeo(doing what, I don't know), but maybe I would just settle on being the girl that rides around with the flags. It's closer to my skill level. Evan and Whitney joined us for the rodeo.
I would like to say we ended this crazy day with the beautiful sunset followed by fireworks.
But no, we don't know when to quit. We went back to Matt and Melissa's to watch the UFC fights. Or at least the parts I could unglue my eyelids for. Happy Birthday America!
Friday, July 2, 2010
Accent Marketing
It's been a long time since I've blogged about anything but my kids. Since moving we now have basic TV channels in our room. We didn't have any TV at our last house and we still don't in the rest of the house. But since having Maisy I'll lounge on our bed to feed her and I'll turn on the TV. I am truly irritated when companies use foreign accents to sell their products. I realize that research shows people fall for this ploy all the time, but I don't think that someone with an accent is more sophisticated, cultured or educated than I am. So why would I do what they say. Seriously why would I buy insurance from a lizard with a British accent, or allergy medicine from a bee that sounds like Antonio Bandaras.
Also that Abby Barnell, or whoever she is, that does the radio news updates with the accent makes me want to tear my eyes out. I can't stand her, I think she's snobbish. I don't really know her, I just don't want to listen to her.
Also that Abby Barnell, or whoever she is, that does the radio news updates with the accent makes me want to tear my eyes out. I can't stand her, I think she's snobbish. I don't really know her, I just don't want to listen to her.
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