Job Listings: HA HA HA HA HA ya right....

I've been trying very hard to somehow appreciate my job - because let's face it - it's not like there's a whole bunch of them out there right? It is a daily chore of numbers, pressure, statistics and politics - and I only work retail! So I remember the last time I tried to tell them about that bear in the forest (you know the one..) - and I finally found just the right illustration to define what they said to me.... enjoy.... it's almost Friday and I'm going to see the Pothead Boovie tomorrow night... please pass the (giant sized buttered)tub of popcorn...

Eric Honor's Dad

My brother Eric did a wonderful write up about our dad. I appreciated Eric's sweet words about him and for all of the hard work he puts into taking care of mom and dad. The four of us have seen many things in our lives - mostly we've seen that love will get you through anything. I love you mom and dad and Eric - Happy Birthday Daddy! (I didn't know if my kids knew some of this stuff so here's one for the scrapbooks - and to share with his great-great-great grandkids someday ok?)

Fred Bowen’s 80^th

Freddie has turned 80 years old!!! Congratulations!!! Frederick David Bowen was born in Logan, Utah on July 10^th, 1929 to his parents William Clair and Elsie Hunter Bowen. He was the second child of six.

His early life was spent in River Heights where he talked of many fond memories. He mentioned often about how he would go down to the hollow and catch frogs and enjoy a great plate of frog legs for dinner. Later the family moved to Mendon where they ran a farm and acreage. It was there that he was taught the lifelong skill of hard work… Fred’s trademark.

He graduated from South Cache High School in 1947 and on June 28, 1948 he married his high school sweetheart, June Murray Hill from Wellsville in the Logan LDS Temple. They recently celebrated their 60th wedding anniversary in 2008.

Fred became a U. S. Marine while he and June were working on a ranch in White Hall, Montana and from 1948 – 1952 he lived in Oceanside, California (Camp Pendleton) and Camp Lejeune, North Carolina. He served as a supply clerk and earned the rank of Lance Corporal, while learning the value of discipline and serving. After the Marine Corp, Fred and June settled in Mendon, Utah where they started their family and lived their vocations and dreams.

During the next several decades, Fred was involved in ranching at Spring Creek Ranch, road construction for Jack B. Parson, and he retired from the USDA Poisonous Plant Research as a small animal technician. He cherishes the friendships and working partnerships with those he was involved with there and thoroughly enjoyed working with animals and plant collection trips.

During his working years and after retirement, Fred enjoyed many things… raising animals (sheep, rabbits, turkeys, and even those damned homing pigeons that he took to Denver, Colorado and never saw them again… they sure didn’t return!), gardening, where he always had the perfect garden, yard, and crops. He has the green thumb and many people were quick to seek and follow his advice. He also enjoyed the outdoors and loved camping, hunting, and snowmobiling and doing things with the “gang”.

Together, Freddie and Junie had two children: son, Eric David Bowen of Mendon, and daughter, Nicole Bowen Hillary of Sandy. Through marriage, they also proudly picked up a couple of bonuses in a daughter-in-law, Terri Bowen, and a son-in-law, Del Hillary.

He is very proud of his children but even more proud of her nine grandchildren: Elizabeth “Betsy” (David) Bradshaw, Brandon, Heidi, Katie, and Erin Bowen and Matthew (Bethany), Ashley (Mike) Doxstader, Mandy (Ryan) Merriman, and Ryan Hillary on the Hillary side. Fred is also a great grandfather of his “almost” three great-grandchildren … Charlie Bradshaw, Andrew Hillary and whatever his or her name is in November.

Early memories of the grandchildren were Grampa’s continual threat to “thump ‘em” if they didn’t toe the line… They never really knew what it meant but they respected him, although they never got “thumped” through all the years.

Things turned south for Fred in May 2000, when he contracted Transverse Myelitis that left him paralyzed from the chest down. Life has been quite a bit different at the Bowen home since then. He was cared for at home by his loyal wife for the first five years after which it became necessary to move him into the Sunshine Terrace, where he continues to be a resident there. June, his wife, is an inspiration to all of us as she frequents him with visits, dances and weekly church service.

Due to Fred’s condition, there will not be a formal party for friends and neighbors although there was a small family party held in his honor on his birthday.

Fred can have visitors if they want wish him a happy birthday, although his communication skills are somewhat diminished. Please check with the nurses first.

Happy 80^th birthday, Dad / Grampa / Great Grampa! You are our inspiration and strength! We all love you!

WELCOME CARTERS!

Look at you - you found our blog! It was wonderful to speak to you today - I hope you know that from now on - your son will become half Hillary - and at 6'5" you could give me at least half and you could still have a full grown human child! Thanks for taking my call I believe I just needed to hear your voice - thanks for letting me ramble, it comforted my soul (you may check off 'good deed of the day for someone' ok?) Please visit our blogs often - (my cute family is listed at the side) - but please also excuse us for our 'human antics' we are borderline crazy (well except Mandy - she's right over the edge) (Oh and Ashley - she's defining a new edge) (And Matt - he's hacking into the edge) (Elder Hillary is on borderline crazy sabbatical leave) (basically, I'm the only one that's on this side of the borderline of crazy and yet after visiting with my 80 year old parents, I think I might just jump OVER the line) (Why do I keep writing like this?). By the way - I am Bob - my kids call me that - please don't let that scare you away. Today - I just wanted to say out loud - Elder Hillary is exactly where he should be - with exactly who he should be serving with, and that makes the momma happy. .... and we love your's too... Everyone add extra prayers for Elder Carter!! Thanks for raising an amazing son to serve the Lord!!!!

Missing Part 2

Has anyone seen Michaels body?
Um... it's missing
Ohhhh Linnnnnndsayyyyy
we've got an empty
casket - and you won't even
have to steal it!

Missing

The person that usually posts here - inventory at work week - argh. Soon to return and boggle your blogging mind - ok - those are pretty high and lofty goals. Since I only have a few minutes before they drag me down to H E double toothpicks I will leave my thoughts - randomly - and in no particular order...

Michael Jackson - was buried without his brain. He lived the last part of his life without it too.

Lindsay Lohan - you're next please.

It's hot.

I miss my Missionary Man - he's growing hair on his chest with every adventure. Lately, there's been a few. But don't worry - the lightening is searing it off at every chance it can.

I'm declaring a public ban on Fast and Testimony Meetings - it's not a public forum to assassinate your child in public or justify why you don't do something - pleazzze people - yikes.

It's hot.

I have not even downloaded my pictures from the 4th of July - and my kids have already posted their pictures from the 24th of July and it's only the 7th of July.

My dad will be 80 on the 10th - that's a heck of a long time to live - I love that the only words he can say are swear words and we have to give him gum to keep him quiet. I love my dad.

I love my grandson.

I love my kids.

I love my in law kids.

I love my new workbench - so does dad.

My kids have been banned from using the workbench.

Mandy's short hair is cute.

Bethany's eyelashes are 'big' - I say they are long, but little kids call them big.

Mike is now hairless ):

Matt laughs like Uncle Stan hee hee hee hee

Karin and Keith ROCK and I love em.

Ryan M is a Brats Man with hot mustard - and he loves that Manda girl

Ashley's blog pictures are amazing - you are hotata.com

I need chips and salsa

I'm bad, I'm bad, cha know it....
I'm looking at the man in the mirror (even though I'm a girl)
Billy Jean is not my lover
It's going to be a Thriller night....

I hate whacking apple tree branches because the neighbors dogs eat them and throw up - I could throw pictures of Lindsay Lohan over the fence - that's something to make you throw up!

I love dead mice laying next to the slightly nibbled cheese, and a bloody trap, fatigue, fatigue, fatigue.......

I need to get on the Harley and eat some bugs

I like traffic lights, only when they're green

Schloppy Joes for dinner tomorrow

I hate when I really don't have a good blog to post and I have to use a substitution - it's like not having real butter on popcorn, or something like that, shiny bright lights, oh look a kitty.

Harry Pothead 17th

Scheorry... cya

Blog picture - to be inserted here - wait, I don't have one. Wait I do....

Yep - you're next

Is Jet Lag worth it?

You bet the top of your
swimming suit it is....
Ile De Porquerolles
A dip in the Mediterranean anyone?
please pass the raspberry tarts...
Then call Notre Dame and tell
them we'll be late for mass...
Bag Hawaii, Book the South of France

Will Update

Just a friendly reminder children

about the family will. . .

He or she who keeps
these alive the longest...

....gets the Viper

A bientot!
Amore'

By the way Lee Lee, you were right -
I found just the right shoes to wear
waiting there in the closet!

...if the plane goes down
bury me in these if you can find
them floating in the ocean...
Mwaaahhhaaa