Homecoming - Part Deux

Here are some pics of SK and his date and his group.

The Group












The Group plus CK











A closeup
















Happy and having fun

It's Homecoming

At Provo High this weekend, and the Boosters have been busy...

Should you be around for the game, stop by and say hello, and I'll give you a "sweet sticker" for your car window (or other locale of your choice)... designed by moi - see below. You could also check out some of our other handiwork in the banners and apparel arenas - and you'll wind up wanting a sweet shirt - you know you will.

Also - SK is venturing forth on his first foray into the date dance scene with some of his football buddies - pics to follow in a post tomorrow.

"Oh hail Provo High, to thee our hearts will e'er be true!..."

Another tagging opportunity

Hey Jude posted a funny one today, and since I read it whilst at lunch, I thought it would be fun to do the exercise myself. I must confess I thought it was pretty fun, so I'm posting my results.

The game plan is to google your name plus the word needs as in "Jake needs" and then list the top 10 results (or perhaps in some cases the top 10 family blog friendly results).

Doing the exercise I got:

Jake needs...
1 - To go!
2 - To stop telling us how d$@! good it is
3 - Help with his tight underwear
4 - Your support
5 - To lay the smack down on these guys
6 - A home ASAP
7 - To beware of fostering dependency in those people
8 - To get rid of the messy mop on his head and maybe go for a short, spiky do.
9 - To appreciate what is good for him and soothes his nerves
10 - Extra attention

If you've time to give it a whirl, post back your results in the comments (remembering to censor)

Ta,
- Jake

Brevity is the soul of it

The shortest story attributed to Hemingway — “For sale: baby shoes, never worn” — required only six words. Well, Papa would have been proud of One Sentence, the website that encourages other, aspiring writers to top his achievement.

Check it out here:
http://www.onesentence.org

Tagged

I've never been very good at responding to a tag, but I'm giving it a go.

Tagged by the glad housewife - here are my 6 unspectacular quirks (do the spectacular quirks come in a separate tag???)

1. Please don't leave the milk out. I hate it, and I swear the milk does not taste the same after having been left out. Even once it returns to the proper temperature there is some lingering mal-sapidity afterward. Oh and by the way - this quirk is not just for milk in my home, or for milk that I might drink - just ask the Vances - I would return their milk to the fridge for them on many a visit.
2. I read several books at once (well not at once, but I'll start several before I finish any one of them).
3. Metaplasms (the non-biological kind) make me laugh and at the same time I can't help but mentally lower my perceived IQ of the person who utters it.
4. When I'm out and about and see really interesting/odd individuals I mentally (and sometimes verbally) assign them to a "team", e.g. Hey Q - see that girl over there - she's on your team. I recognize this is not nice.
5. I'm a tie freak. I own far too many, and La Reine is quite sure I've spent far too much money on them as well. Same with watches.
   
6. Since I was a child, I can waste literally hours in bookstores, office supply stores, cooking supply stores and the like - basically anyplace that sells paper, pens, notebooks, books or any kitchen/chef related items etc. And at the end of it all I feel like I've only been there for 10 minutes.

I know I'm supposed to now tag others - but perhaps later.

Preparing for Sharing Time

It's my turn in the Primary again this Sunday. I always, always just take something right out of the monthly Friend when I prepare - print some handout for the kids, and talk, talk, talk...

Any recommendations on an engaging activity or two - 3-7 year olds in one group, 8-11 in another on "Heavenly Father, are you really there?"



Ta,
- Jake

2 posts in one day? Are you kidding?

The newest addition to the fam - Titan.
Boomer - we're gonna miss you sweet boy!



















Baby girl with Ms. Law (in our home it is a requirement amongst the teenage set when saying her name to follow it immediately with the words "she's so fine".)

Okay - I get it

It's been far too long since my last update.

To bring everyone up to speed - SK does have a small tumor in his brain. However it appears to be totally benign, and is not a concern at this point to the doctors. They want to see him again fairly regularly for the next couple of years so that they can monitor any possible changes and they gave us a list of symptoms to watch out for. There was also some advice given to SK not to use this information for evil, e.g. "Hey girlsnamehere it's okay that you're not going out with me, I just have a brain tumor and who knows if you'll get another chance, but that's okay." At any rate, it is a great blessing and relief to know that we don't have to fret and stress over this for now.

TK is doing well on the mish. You can see (usually) weekly updates on the blog we maintain for him at right.

Football is fully underway and all the boys are playing on at least one team and our lives are crazy and hectic and fabulously full of football. And of course we're rising and shouting all over the place - especially last Saturday (here you go UCLA - your first shutout in 83 years, courtesy of BYU and the Mt. West).

Baby girl is dancing several times a week, and has added a hip hop class to the regimen. PS - she loves activity days with the Glad Housewife and has a great time playing with friends here and there, and mostly is excited about going to her brothers games.

The oldest is also doing well, and is on again in his (mostly) on again / off again relationship with Ms. Jess. He told me the other day he'll be going with her to Houston for Thanksgiving. Do I really have a child old enough to be meeting the parents? I suppose I must.

I'll really try to update more regularly moving forward, but that's all the time I have for today.

And Hey Jude - a McDonald's Happy Meal is neither Happy nor a Meal - discuss.