Monthly Archives: April 2011

No longer in single digits

Happy Birthday Jemma!  She turns 10 years old today.

The tale of white shirts and 2 boys.

We spent the weekend in Dallas at the LTC convention.  The both boys were in the middle school chorus.  They placed first and were asked to perform before church on Sunday morning.  Only 3 choruses are asked to do this a year.  They did a great job.  The director asked that they wear white shirts and black pants.  Will had what he needed, but I was a little slow getting what Justin needed.  Right before dress rehearsal a week ago, I got everything he needed.  Friday night, everyone was laying out chorus uniforms, and drama outfits for the next day.

Justin discovers he doesn’t have his white shirt and black pants.  When I went to work on Friday morning I told them where to find everything.  I had washed shirts and pants in preparation for the weekend.  Bill had a pair of black pants that he had brought to wear during the weekend, so he put a belt on and turned up the cuffs for Justin. He was still in search of a white shirt.   They performed at 12:30 pm.  There isn’t a Wal-Mart or Target close at all  in downtown Dallas.  He asked around and found an adult friend that loaned him a white polo shirt. It was an XL so it swam on him.

After church on Sunday, the boys went back to the room to change.  We packed up and headed home.  After getting home and starting on laundry, both white shirts are missing and so is a LTC t-shirt that was given to one of the boys this weekend.  Both boys have called lost and found at the hotel, but as I publish this, the shirts are still missing.  I hate white shirts anyway.  I have one that I dripped mustard on it a week ago.  I’ve washed and bleached it twice and can’t get the stain out.

Not sure what to call this post.

Will is part of the show choir at his middle school.  Since Bill and I don’t have any moves we didn’t know if he had any moves either.

Tonight was Cimarron Celebration which is a talent show for his school.  

If he smiled it might not look quite so painful.

What the FBI said.

I’m always trying to get the kids to talk about their day during supper.  Some  days are more successful than others.   Most days they tell me their day was fine.  I admit, I don’t always ask the right questions.  Tonight I asked four different questions and got no where. 

One question I asked was, what would be the worst day for you.  Justin pipes up, he goes to school and his best friend is arrested by the FBI.  I’m thinking,  great we’re getting somewhere.  I said what happens when your friend goes with the FBI.  He says, can’t say it’s classified.

Tonight they asked me why I try to find out about their day.  I said research says you’ll be better kids if I find out how your day is.   The rest of the evening they kept telling all kinds of ridiculous stuff about what researchers say.

Camping-Guest Blogger.

me and my scout friends. I’m on the far right making a fish face beacuse we just got done making fish shelters.  (This is Justin’s camping trip during springbreak.)

me learning to shift for diamonds. guess how many i  got. give up? none thats so many right? eh……..

me water shifting. you do not want to see the shirt i had on .

I accetualy dont know what here I think i messed up and it was supposed to be right side up. by the way this is my friend he is relly awesome and funny

I’ve only seen this once this year.


This is Will throwing discus at today’s track meet.  I left work 15 min. early to get to North High School to see him throw.   I haven’t seen him throw all season because he either got done to early or his meets have been out of town on a work day.  His first throw was 114’3′.  I waited, waited, and waited.  He said it will be a long time until he threw again, so decided I better go pick up Jemma from ballet.  Her class had been done for 45 min.  I hit every red light to get her and got stopped by the fire trucks on the way back and I wasn’t speeding.  I missed his next two throws.  Which weren’t better than his first.  I was so upset.

I haven’t seen him throw shot put this year either.  I’m hopeing to see every throw on Sat. at the track meet in Norman.  The last track meet of the season is April 30th.  I might get to see him some that day, except Justin has a soccer game also.  At least both events are on the same side of town.

Yes, dad is in coaching mode.

Will won first place in discus at today’s meet.

Being honored

Tonight was the Edmond Celebration of Excellence.  This event honors site teacher of the year candidates, Valedictorians and Salutatorians.  Bill is getting his certificate from Dr. Goin, Superintendent for EPS.  Dr. Goin is also an elder at church.

Our passports are stamped…

Our clothes are on, we are ready to head to the Village of Hope in Ghana, Africa to meet the children and families and teach them about Jesus.  Our trip will start out as a 3 hour car ride to Dallas, Texas, 8 hour plane flight to London, another 6 hour plane flight to Ghana, and then a 45 min-1 hour car, truck or bus ride to the village on very bad roads.  Of course we probaby won’t see many sights since we will be stuffed in someones suitcase or a box.  I’m sure we will feel lots of bumps.

Here is Jemma sewing up our pants.

I love this girl!


Because she organizes my cupboards without being told to do it.  You can now hire her for $25 an hour as an organization consultant.

New work accessory

I have 2 keys and a name tag that I have to take to work every day.  I’ve been looking for a lanyard for over a year and just haven’t found one I really liked.

Sat. I was watching Sewing with Nancy on PBS and she demonstrated how to make one.  I was very excited.

It’s a little hard to tell from the picture, but I used a 22″ zipper, ribbon and swivel fastener with a hook.   My name tag is magnetic, so it will stay right above my keys.  I can’t wait to make more to coordinate with different outfits.   I was telling Bill and Will about making more.  They didn’t understand why I would need more to coordinate with my outfits.  That’s guys for you.