Ooooh Look…

at all the fun going on at our house!

The neighborhood is having a Carnival tonight and we’re helping out with the Bake Sale.

Which means that there is a busload of scrumptious stuff…

waiting to be bagged…

and tagged…

and hauled over to the event. Oh, it’s all for a good cause too. Our friend and neighbor John needs a new kidney and this is one of the ways that friends like to help with such things. We plan and organize and call and bake and haul and invite and direct and then…

we tell the world.

So if you’re in the Orem, Utah area tonight from 5 to 8 pm, come on over to Lindon Park and prepare to play family friendly games, eat fabulous food, and have a ton of fun…

all while helping our friend. You’ll be glad you did.

So will we.

:}

Picture Lindon City Park
200 N State Street
Lindon, UT

Monday, July 30th
5:00pm-8:00pm

For more info or to donate click Kidney For Colson.

Birthday Boy

So here it is. The very day that my baby boy turns into…a real, live grown-up.

Of course he’s been great big and quite grown for a long time–but the adult-thing is official now.

So I guess he can go to the theater on the other side of the world, without his mother if he wants to. Ha. Look at that poor little Russian lady sitting behind those two American grizzly bears. She should get her money back, cause she’s gonna miss this one unless she changes her seat!

 

Oh, he’s a good, happy boy and I love him so much. It’s been a million years since he left and to be quite honest, I’m missing him dreadfully. He’s doing a wonderful job over there in Siberia, but the best news is that on his next birthday, he will be back home at last.

Trust me, I’m counting down the days!

Happy 21st Birthday my sweet, silly far, far away boy. Be well. Be safe. Be happy.

We love you and miss you more that you’ll ever know.

One Tough Cat

No, no…Beany’s not dead. He looks like it…but he’s just sleeping. Would you believe that this ancient kitty actually has a dislocated hip? Yeah, kinda gross, I know. He limps along without putting too much weight on it, but oddly enough he doesn’t act like it is causing him any pain. In fact, he even runs around and goes up and down the stairs…just on three feet instead of four. The doctor can’t fix it because cat hips aren’t like human hips–they can’t just be popped back in. So he has to just go slow and let the ligaments heal. Oh, and somebody asked me the other day–just how old this guy is anyway.

I’ll put it like this~ we have a picture of the Bald Kid—with a baby bottle in his mouth–holding Beany’s sister Squeeker as a kitten.

The Bald Kid turns 21…

tomorrow.

That would make old Beany-boy 96 in cat years.

Yeah, I think we’ll just let him sleep…right there…on the floor.

You’ve gotta be nice to old folks.