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Photo from here.

I was out back talking to a neighbor this afternoon. Our kids were playing in the garage around the corner and suddenly started screaming like the neighborhood sex offender had just arrived and shared something special with them. We ran around the corner to see what was going on. They had been kicking ants and a surprising thing happened, the ants got mad and started fighting back. They were crawling up their legs and pinching like a good little ant army.

We pulled their pant legs up and quickly brushed the ants off, but the little girl Gentry was playing with was really upset. I went and got the ant poison and dumped a bunch down their hole. Bug poison always makes me think of Concentration Camps, the showers, my German art history class in college, memorials to all the Jews, I'd like to go there someday. I wonder how much houses are going for in Germany. I wonder if I could get water rights in Germany and live sustainably on a farm. Italy would be cool. When was the last time I checked for houses/farms for sale there. Oh, last night. Along with Bali. Where you could live on a tropical island for the same price as living here. Although would they let a guy who looks like he is part of Irish Mafia and his wife and child in? Not sure.

Back to the subject. I remember one time when I was little, lying on my Grandma Katherine's floor. I was just lazying about as most 8ish year olds do when I felt a pinch on my leg. I looked down and there was a biggish ant that had just bit me, the little bastard. Those hurt. So I guess having ants in your pants is not the best possible activity for a nice spring day.

Also, the first time I saw this exact photo I dreamed about the ant that night. I dreamed it had burrowed into my skin and I could see it crawling around. You can click on the link and see my comment from 12 months ago. Frightening.

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I have only ever lived in Utah, so I have been blinded by snow storms and learned that driving in three feet of snow is not impossible. I have visited other places who have their own weird weather occurances. I remember driving through Natchez, Mississippi with rain that has been coming down so hard and fast that the windshield wipers could not keep up. I remember being somewhere in the deep south in a hotel while a tornado threatened to come near our hotel, the news was on telling how to duck and cover for safety. JJ has lived in Arizona, where he says it is hot. I guess I will believe him because while I was living in Logan, the old folks would come and live in the student apartments to escape the heat of the summer. He also talks about the monsoons and dust storms. Things that I guess I have not experienced here.

Last night as we were driving home on Bangerter. We drove into a dust cloud. It was amazingly frightening. Like driving from noon directly onto a dark country road that happens to be the home of the Texas Chairsaw Massacre. First the cars in front of us disappeared and then we were in the mass of darkness, hoping not to hit anyone or thing. In seconds we could see the glowing red of the tail lights in front of us, but that was frightening as well. Like jumping into a cave and finding Satan all glowing and happy to see you. It was terrifying.

Watch one here.

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:: my partially weeded yard :: the accompanying slit of sun burn on my lower back between my pants and shirt :: just right weather ::

:: happy little boy ::

:: american idol :: go David C. ::

:: little guy loving photography ::

:: small guy repeating the books on c.d. we have in the car ::

:: his new favorite song :: Latter-Day Prophets :: his favorite part is "W. Kimball" ::

:: JJ cleaning up the kitchen every night this week ::

:: friends doing well after having a new baby ::

:: burt's bees Facial Cleanser + Eye Cream :: smells like heaven, which I am sure is good for wrinkles ::

:: midday breaks + treats + walks with mom ::

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We have had a lot of home decorating done lately. We went out and hired (wouldn't that be nice) ourselves, our labor is cheap. We painted a wall in the living room and then painted Gentry's bathroom and put up shelves. I really like the colors, they are darker than I thought they would be, but still nice. Here is my favorite from the photo shoot. Gentry eventually took charge and started taking pictures of me, I won't share my nose holes with you though. That is the only angle he gets of me unless he is sitting on the counter or I am in bed, which is actually a lot more than you probably think.

Also, my cough is finally gone. It only took a month and 10 days of antibiotics that I don't think helped. Gentry has the cough now though. Poor kid. He should be done shortly since he got it about a week after I did. Hopefully.

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I guess I needed a break from the blog, that and I don't have any thoughts lately. Well, except, man it is a pig sty around here. Someone should sweep this floor. Don't pee on me. You know, the usual.

We spent the weekend in Logan and I didn't take any pictures, but I should have. To bad I left the memory card in the memory card reader.

We went up for my sister-in-laws baby shower. This was a good reason for me to use my new chocolate fountain. Tutu, jj's grandma, made peanut butter cookies and they were divine dipped in chocolate. So divine, I am not going to tell you how many I ate. Oh the shame. I worked out extra hard on Monday and am going to have to do a week of killer work outs to make up for it.

Andrew, married to Marni jj's sister, is joining the Air Force and going to basic training, oh, today. He will be gone for 6 months. That is a long time. They went on their last date Saturday and I watched their daughter Lilly, I would like to now claim the title of favorite Aunt. I held her the entire time her parents were gone and the next day she started asking for me, "Mateewa." Marni and Lilly, you are welcome to come and stay anytime. We have cool stuff here in the valley. A splash pool. An Ikea. Harmons. The good stuff. We promise not to give you cramps or gas.

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JJ and I thought of a new cereal that will knock your socks off.

High Fructose Corn Syrup Berries & Charms

We are going to copyright and patent it tomorrow, so you all better not steal our good idea. This could be worth millions.

The adult (xxx) version will be called:

XTreme High Fructose Corn Syrup Berries & Charms & Caffeine

Perhaps we should lay off the late night posting.

Does 9:30 count as late night?

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I did these profiles for a friend. They turned out really rather cute. I think I am going to have to do them for my little guy. Perhaps I will hang one in his room.

They would make rather cute Mother's Day presents.

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Gentry got a new bed this week. He started hopping out of his crib in the morning. I figured it was time. He is 3 1/2. We had to switch his room with the office. I really like the result though. The light comes pouring in his room in the afternoon and really lights up the tent and the bright colors are so cute in here.

I am considering moving in with him. It feels so nice in his room.

He is really proud of his new bed. I thought he would be sleeping on the bottom bunk, but he will have nothing to do with it. He is the king of the bunk bed, and he still calls us in the morning to let us know to come and get him. He can get in and out of his bed all day long, but in the morning he needs some good cuddling. Which I don't mind dispersing.

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