51-ish

  Fifty-one

is....

• The code for international direct dial phone calls to Peru
• The model number of the P-51 Mustang WWII fighter aircraft
• Area 51, a parcel of U.S. military-controlled land in southern Nevada, apparently containing a secret aircraft testing facility
• Part of the title of a collection of stories by Lord Dunsany, Fifty-One Tales
• Washington D.C. and Puerto Rico often mentioned as the future "51st State"
• "51st anniversary" song by Jimi Hendrix
• "Come in Number 51, Your Time is Up" song by Pink Floyd
• Bob Dylan: Highway 51 Blues and the name of a band
• The Parker 51, introduced in 1941, may well be the most famous fountain pen ever made
• A brand of pastis (anise liqueur) manufactured by Pernod Ricard
• Pixar's film Cars tells about a rookie racecar, Lightning McQueen who crashes into Radiator Springs, a town on Highway 66. There, he meets the town's doctor & judge, Doc Hudson, a royal blue 1951 Hudson Hornet. Later, he (Doc) turns out to be a retired racecar himself. (Fabulous Hudson Hornet). As a racecar, his racing number was 51. 51 is also on Doc's licence plate (51HHMD).
• "Cachaça 51" is the brand name of a cachaça produced by a Companhia Müller de Bebidas in Pirassununga, São Paulo, Brasil.
• The '51 is a guitar made by Fender's second brand, Squier. It is notable for being one of only a few original models produced by the marque.
• The number of the French department Marne
• Suda51 is the nickname of Goichi Suda, the CEO of Grasshopper Manufacturer.
• Year identifier used on motor vehicles registered in the UK between 1 September 2001 and 28 February 2002
• The station number and apparatus numbers from the TV series Emergency!
• On Dec 3, 1959, Fred and June brought their baby girl into the world.  Hey - that's ME! (:  Thanks for all the sweetness from my family today - lucky me. 

I think Dorothy's house just flew by my window...

Today the world is in a storm fury.

It's cold, and foreboding.

Graveyard week at work doesn't help much..

Missing my kids

(can you hear the poor me?) (WAA!)

Then I looked at my daughter Mandy's blog

and found this:

...and the sun came out - and the birds were singing,

and I found joy.

In 114 days I get to hold this little handsome boy.

To tell him that I've been waiting for him forever.

To promise him that he is always going to be loved.

Then the music of Mandy's blog came on,

it was from Collective Soul the song was....

ADORED.

And so you are...

I feel the warmth of God on my face,

and in my heart.

I am reminded of the miracle of life,

and love,

and children.

Today I'm thankful.

Just Thankful.

Get the heck out of here...

... and have some fun...

you both deserve it!

fresh from the airport - both exhausted

but you wouldn't know that 'cuz

I'm just seein' those smiles.

30 Daze

Yesterday on my countdown it said 30 days and so many minutes and so many seconds.... so it wasn't actually 30 days - so I had to wait and post this at 11:59 which is as close as I could post to 30 days left.  It use to be years, then a year, then months, and now days... slow and sure.  He's fought a long battle, he's won some and lost some, but returns with honor in my eyes.  Leaving a sweet trail of memories - and years, almost 2 years.  I ache for the day I get to hug him.  Yet I will linger a bit in thought for that last day of being a Missionary Mom, and the blessings that  have accompanied that honor.  It's like - I've done all that I'm suppose to do on the Mommy list - all the kids in the temple, the 3 that are married have been married in the temple, the son's that belong to Heavenly Father have served their missions.  What does the mommy do now?  She gets a new name.... Nana, and the fun continues.  Now that you've read this it's 29:somethin somethin.... and counting.  (could a mom love her kids more?  nope)

D.W.T.S. = Don't Watch This Season

Be afraid, very afraid

I smell tea a brewin'

(and it's sour)

Pistol Bristol is on the wolf hunt.

I hope Glen Beck's children

aren't on next season.

I seriously thought I was watching

the biggest loser...

(oh wait - I am!)

ew... please - bring in the clowns


OH WAIT - I am thankful for...
(because I have to be thankful for something)
the freedom to vote.
And to rig that vote if needed.
Do you want lemon with that tea?

HOT topics of Gratitude...

Michael is a given name that comes from the Hebrew: מִיכָאֵל / מיכאל‎ (Mikha'el), derived from the Hebrew question מי כמו אלוהים? My Kmo Alohim? meaning "Who is like God?"^[1] In English, it is sometimes shortened to Mike, Mikey, or, especially in Ireland, Mick. Today it's for "M"y GOSH - he's home on leave - (thank you spirit in the sky)

 (Ashley - be gentle on him...)

Ryan is a common Irish surname, as well as being a common given name.

There are several possible origins for the surname. In certain cases it can be a simplified from of Mulryan. In some cases the surname may be derived from the Irish Gaelic Ó Riagháin (modern Irish Ó Riain), meaning "descendant of Rian"; or Ó Maoilriain "descendant of Maoilriaghain", or Ó Ruaidhín "descendant of the little red one".  The old Gaelic personal name Rian is of uncertain origin. It may be derived from the Gaelic rí, meaning "king". Today - it means Happy Birthday!!!

(Mandy... Ginger baby proof?)

I knew that when I had my daughters that I would one day pray that they would be tenderly cared for and loved forever.  Lucky for me (and for them) they found their soul mates - and they are divine....  Never have I questioned their choices, never have I loved two handsome gentlemen so much, never did I know I would see the kind of love they have for my baby girls.  I think that we need to just start dropping that 'in-law' part - because these two - are my sons.  Welcome Home Mike (a most excellent soldier), and Happy Birthday Ryan (a most excellent law student)  Yer Bob - loves you.

Lots o' Thankfuls all squished into one....

Well - although out of order - I will post some weekend adventures.
First - you take this....

and turn her into this....

  Ashley has been modeling for Urban Talent for a couple of years now.  A couple of weeks ago she was the Grand Finale Model at Park City wearing this dress.  The artist actually painted this dress - and then hair and make-up artist matched the picture on the dress.  This past week they invited the same artist to Trolley Square for a sneak peak of this amazing work.  It was amazing to see her in this mode - she was graceful and absolutely beautiful.  The dress itself weighs about 30 pounds, with the hoop skirt underneath, and all of that hair - WOW - it took all of her amazing strength to just walk the walk.  Never the less - she received the greatest applause - and the ooohs and awwww's were loud and long.  Way to go Ashley!

 Park City Show...
and then
The Trolley Square Show

Seriously - don't you think she looks just like her parents?

Not to forget some Friday Night fun...

My (beautiful)(one of several) Niece Erin
is a Cheerleader for Mountain Crest.

Their football team were playing in the state
playoff games at the U of U.
She is a Senior this year...

and is just as cute as can be.....

I actually went to just see her -
but apparently there was an incredible

underdog team (Mountain Crest) vs the
Super Dawgs (Bountiful).

The papers had Bountiful winning everything...
but Mountain Crest kept up with them and the
outcome left the Bountiful Braves crying on

the bus ride home.... so sad.  whaddeva....

It was SO fun being there with
my Brother, his cute wife and my

MOM - and it was freaking cold....

Party continues this Friday... Go Mustangs

Wait - I'm from Sky View - what do I care -

I'll just cheer for the cheerleaders

Erin - of course is the Red Headed - orange bowed - babe.

Love love love her.
Afterwards I took my mom up to Cache Valley,
via her first In and Out adventure,
listening to the Jazz Game,
throwing fries all over the car excited,
kinda ride home.  Perfect.

... and this one - only has 5 e-mails left and

then I get him home.... We have him in disguise...

because he's so cute - people will be jealous....

These two are holding out on a secret
BOY name - punkers..

 

And these two .... well - eat your hearts out.
(Thanks Matt and Bethany for these angels)

Grateful for a weekend of good times.
Grateful for my little tiny world.
Grateful that I found the
Almond Joy - Trick or Treat
candy bars... hidden for a
later date.... mmmm