Cops are Driving Me Nuts

I have never gotten a speeding ticket and up until now have been stopped by the cops twice in my lifetime (three times if you count getting stopped on a waverunner). Well about a month or two ago coming home from a pizza run I get pulled over. I panic because I have no idea why I'm getting pulled over. If I had been speeding at least I might have known what to worry about, but I never speed on these back roads. The cop says I was doing 70 in a 55 which is bogus because I honest to goodness never speed. Honestly. The cop doesn't even ask for insurance and registration, just my license. No warning, just tells me to go slower.

Then last night, after coming home from hanging out with some friends we get stopped at the same intersection as before with some giant checkpoint. In the middle of nowhere there are 8 cop cars and who knows how many cops checking license, insurance and registration. No big deal, just kind of weird.

Now tonight, coming home from visiting the exact same friends we get stopped again. At first I was wondering what the jerk was doing cause he was on me like a hemorroid (it was dark and I couldn't tell that it was a cop). So he gives me a warning because my tail light was out. My goodness, these cops must really be bored.

What is it with Devil Wasps?

I swear these things just won't leave me alone. Yesterday I was working on the Sleeziel when out of no where this devil wasp was right in my face. Yeah, hell yeah I screamed. I jumped out of the car so fast and flailed my arms like a little girl. Looking back I can imagined I looked something like Chris Farley in Tommy Boy (I think it was Tommy Boy) running around and yelling. The moral of this story is to kill wasps.

On another topic I just wanted to share a funny story about Heidi. The girls are always trying to be good helpers which you just can't get mad at. Well, today Bethany dropped a spoon on the floor nearby Heidi. I asked Heidi if she could put the spoon in the sink. Heidi, for whatever reason, didn't see the spoon (which was the ONLY thing on the floor). Instead, she ran to the silverware drawer and started flinging spoons into the sink. I can only imagine the thought the process of a two year old.

Honest Weeks Pay for an Honest Days Work

Is that too much to ask? I know I don't have much room to complain since I really have an easy job. I figure that being independently wealthy is an easier job however. Not to mention that whenever I get an idea on how to become wealthy Katie just shoots it down. For example, when I'm in Vegas next month I offered to bring our savings and hit the black jack table, how could this possibly fail? But nooooooo, I can't use our savings to go gamble. Another idea was marketing my new B.A.D.D. program. BADD stands for Baby Atenttion Deficit Disorder. Have you ever noticed that babies have difficulty paying attention? Well, my new program will offer books and music to combat BADD. I think I may have stumbled upon something. If anyone is willing to be a backer just let me know.
In the meantime I guess that I just have to keep going to school and look for a job in the real world.

Happy Easter!!

Well all I have to say is this was a nice Easter. We had some friends come over and we ended up frying a turkey. I know a turkey for Easter? We are not to fond of ham and we haven't really used our fryer all that much so we decided to bust it out. After our many Thanksgiving everyone went comatose while the kids played. The girls just played and played and finally after a bath both of them just passed out.
Overall we really enjoyed ourselves and the opportunity to reflect on our Savior. I know that the importance lies on the fact that he died for us AND now lives for us.

You Can Have it Your Way

Today we went to a friends daughters birthday party. Our friends did not feel like having to cook or clean up a big mess in their house so they had the party at a Burger King. I must admit that I never had thought to have a party there but it worked out pretty good. Essentially the kids were locked in the room and had a blast running up the slide. For about two hours the girls ran only stopping to grab a french fry. After the party we ran to Wal-Mart to get a few last minute items. Well, on the way home both girls just absolutly crashed. Bethany fell asleep with a tootsie roll in her mouth (don't worry she didn't choke) and was drooling all down her shirt while Heidi appeared to have fallen asleep while at a Bob Marley concert (she looked stoned). The girls didn't even budge when we laid them down. This really made for a nice quiet evening to get the house squared away and prepare for Easter dinner.

Almost the Weekend.....and Almost Moday

Years ago when I was working in St. Louis at a bank a co-worker made a comment that forever ruined looking forward to a weekend. On a Friday I made the obvious statement that the next day was Saturday, co-worker responded by pointing out that we were only two days away from Monday. As this weekend is nearing I am filled with anticipation and a slight sense of dread. I am excited about the fact of not having to shave or deal with people that drive me nuts but knowing that Monday is nearby and that I have to start all over next week just is not fun.
On a positive note I will be going to Las Vegas and while I'll be working at least I won't have to be in the shop for a month. I am now counting down by months how much longer till I get out of the Air Force (12 months until I start terminal leave).
So to change the subject and get the weekend started with a laugh, enjoy the following video.

And for the record this is not the Air Force.

Say Hello to the Sleeziel

So with only the Durango we knew that something had to change. Since the Durango is paid off I'm not about to get rid of it and get upside down in another loan. Not having a car payment is fantastic. So I have a friend is kindof crazy when it comes to VW's. We went to his house for New Years and me and another guy were looking at one of his cars and both of us were dropping hints about wanting to buy it. Well my friend gets funny when it comes to selling his cars so nothing really came of it. Until a few weeks ago I came across a classified online for his little car. Long story short for the amount of one durango payment I am the proud owner of the "Sleeziel". We call her the Sleeziel since it's pretty sleezy and a diesel. I know, not the most original.

So she may not be pretty or like starting in the cold but I'll be darn if it doesn't get 40 MPG. At $3.99 a gallon for diesel I can still completely gas up for $40. I can tell that most people are really impressed by the car because whenever I go anywhere everyone stops and stares. They point and whisper in hushed tones. Bottom line I'm having a great time with the sleeziel!

Trying to Teach My Kids the Old Fashion Way

Living in the south we are subject to many scary things. Scary things such as boiled peanuts, my neighbors and fire ants. Fire ants are especially prevalent around my house. Our backyard is completely fenced in and the girls just love going out there. However, the girls are not always fond of shoes. We try and try but Bethany always takes hers off while Heidi takes both shoes and socks off then puts just one shoe back on. With the winter ending the fire ants are starting to come back. Well at first I was absolutely paranoid about the girls being back there. But the girls are completely unafraid of the stupid ants. I thought that after getting bit (quite frequently I might add) they would develop a fear. Nope, I was wrong. Bethany has gone from merely kicking the ant hill to actually picking up pieces of dirt from the ant hill in her hand.

I guess we'll just have to keep working with the girls and hope there is nothing more sinister back there.

Does this make me like Doogie Howser?

So as I have been thinking about what to say in my next entry I couldn't help but be reminded of the old Doogie Howser show. At the end of each show Doogie would create a computer journal entry reflecting on the great life lesson learned in the previous 30 minutes. I suppose I am not like Doogie for two reasons, 1. I don't really have any life lessons other then to make sure you use Rid-x every month if you have a septic system and 2. I'm not gay (two kids to prove it).

Other then that not much else has been going on. Today I ran for a good 4 miles. I am getting ready to participate in the Army 10 miler this October. I know that if I don't start getting ready now that I will live up to the typical Air Force stigma. I must also admit that there is a little bit of a competitive side in me. I know that Jeff, Stu, Greg and Penny are working out really well and I don't want to be the out of shape one when we get together. I look for motivation wherever I can get it.

My First Post

After reading the many posts of my little sister I thought that I might take a stab at this "Blog" thing. Perhaps this will be an outlet for me to put my crazy random thoughts. I fear that since I am pretty boring who knows what this blog will turn into.

As far as today, I feel bad for my poor wife. This last week I have been working 12 hour shift (1900-0700) so my internal clock as been really off. Last night I finally fell asleep at 0300 but did not wake up in time for church. Katie grabbed the kids and the crockpot (for the potluck after church) and headed to our small branch. She came home just frazzled. I guess the kids were good for the most part. Katie said that after each hymn Bethany would clap and cheer. I guess the Stake President found her to be funny.