Are You Living Your Dreams?

You may have already seen this, but it's worth a repeat.

http://video.stumbleupon.com/#p=ithct48cqw

Some key points that stuck with me:

* Experience is what you get when you don't get what you want.

* Live with Integrity.

* When you screw up -- apologize.

* Show gratitude -- it's simple and it's powerful.

* Don't complain -- just work harder.

* Never underestimate the power of having fun.

* If you live properly, the dreams will come to you.

Much Needed Family Time

 

The kids had a blast being tossed into the piles of snow.

Greg and his dad quite enjoyed doing the tossing.

Addysen concluded that if each block of our igloo weighed approximately 30 pounds, Greg lifted at least 2000 pounds today. Oh, the love of a father. If you click on the pictures to make them bigger, you can more fully appreciate their facial expressions.

Snowed In

 

The view as you look down our street - -not much visibility.

 

From the mailbox -- you can't tell I'm in up to my knees.

 

Upon opening the front door.

What do you do on a snowy day when:

a) there's no school (Thank goodness it's Saturday. The kids are starting to worry that if school gets cancelled one more time, they'll have to make days up during Summer Break!)

b) there are no church meetings (All Stake Conference meetings (Sat & Sun) were cancelled by 2pm...so much for my date night.)

c) the birthday party you hoped to attend was cancelled (Addysen)

d) you can't paint your East side rental as planned because it would take 3 hours (each way) to make the 45 minute drive.

So...What do you do?  Hmmmm?

* You dress like Freddy Kruger and start your search for the newspaper. Leisurely reading the paper while eating a bowl of bran flakes... a great way to start the day. Too bad the search was unsuccessful. What must the neighbors think?

* You dig out the driveway -- 3 times before noon.

* And you FORCE your tv-computer-wii-addicted children to go outside and PLAY!

 

   

 

Ode To A Snoring Spouse

Did you sleep well, my love?

I assume that you did

For the sound of a freight train penetrated our bedroom airwaves

And you didn't move.

Did you sleep well, my love?

I assume that you did

For the whites of your eyes are still white,

Rather than streaked with red

As are mine.

Did you sleep well, my love?

I assume that you did

As your pillow stayed under your head,

Rather than over your ears

And you didn't ask to borrow my earplugs.

Did you sleep well, my love?

I assume that you did

Despite my elbow pressing ever-so-gently into the small of your back

And my leg "accidently" shooting yours across the foot of the bed.

Did you sleep well, my love?

I assume that you did

Though the sounds escaping your slumbering frame

Drowned out level 17 of my white noise machine

You were still.

Oh! The gladness I feel!

For you don't snore,

Unless you are sick or on your back.

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Alas, the source of my irritability remains a mystery.

Am I Back in St. Louis?

School was cancelled again today -- the 4th time since Feb. 10th. 

Greg stepped outside last night around 11pm and took this picture. As he likes to point out, he's "not a small guy," (just ask his mom-- he constantly reminds her he's a XXL)...and yet, given the amount of ice on top of the snow, his footsteps barely made any sort of indentation.

It was 60 degrees on Monday -- go figure.

Oh, How We Entertain Ourselves

Some serious talent resides within the walls of our home.

For your viewing pleasure, here are some post-family home evening photos. It appears we are in need of a good dentist....any recommendations? 

Guilty as Charged

"Not Me," was the response I got when I asked who had gotten into the lifesavers and left trash all over my dresser.

Too bad for them...the guilty parties couldn't resist doing it again.