You Belong in 1956

You're fun loving, romantic, and more than a little innocent. See you at the drive in!

What Year Do You Belong In?

sweet! I knew I belonged in a different year! good to know I recommened finding out what year you are at "the heart".

oh the good times w/loved ones!

ok so Janie was here like a month ago I have just not got around to posting it..but I have not forgotten and that is the important thing! I would also like to make an announcement JANIE HAS STARTED BLOGGING AGAIN! SO TAKE A PEEK EVERYONE! I'm so proud of her...I told her thats what I want her to give me for a christmas present is to start blogging! so yay I couldn't get a better present! I lover her and her precious family so much!

What is UP WITH EVERYONE going PRIVATE?

ok this is a question to everyone who is going private........WHY???? Kellie said because she watched Oprah which to me is not a good enough reason sometimes I question that women (meaning Oprah NOT kellie....) but I would like to know why so many of you are going private......maybe I don't even want to know because then I might have to go private but I don't want to so I don't think I will. Anyhow I would like some comments on this regarding why, that would be deeply apperciated:)

chels and I~ WE had a good time although we got lost and couldn't find the dollar theater and so at a red light I decided hey its Utah people are usually friendly.....so I rolled my window down trying to get the attention of the man and his wife that was next to him. I got the ladies attention and I think she thought I was trying to hit on her husband by getting his attention. I was motioning for them to role the window down. She just glared at me and gave me "THE LOOK" despite her rudness I smiled and continued on, finally her husbanded looked over and roled his window down and he asked if we lived in utah because really who doesn't know where sandy is. But with chels being blonde and me being a previous blonde we are quite the team!

Happy Birthday SAM Oliver COOK

FOR SAM

Everyone's given their own road to travel;
The path that they walk in their life.
All down that line, there's good times and bad;
Happiness, sadness and strife.

And it's easy to look at somebody else and think that ain't the way that I'd choose.
But you better think twice before pointing the finger till you've walked awhile in their shoes.
The Lord gives us trials and only he knows the burden one's called on to bear.
From where I stand it seems I've had it easy and others got more than their share.

Sam was one like that with a rough road to travel,
a road a lot tougher than mine;
with twists and turns and up'hills and down and tearing him up deep inside.

when put to the job, he'd keep plugging along;
see it through from the start to the end.
A friend to who knew him, a good guy to know
Things considered a pretty good man.

Thinking back now to when first he showed up
we were watching a hard life begin
Guess it kept getting harder as time traveled on.
Guess the torment in now at an end.

I'm having a hard time shaking it off
Come to grips with knwoing he's gone.
Seems like a big deal, maybe it ain't
Just a guy saying hi to his Mom.

So now were're bunched up and He takes
a head count and we know there's one missing today.
But I know that things will work out in the end.
That the Boss'man just gathered his stray.

Now it's here again the saying goodbye
with the hurting of watching him go.
And we're waving so long with our hearts in our throats
But the other sides saying hello.

-Wade Wilker (Uncle)

Idaho