This is how James spent his Saturday down in Clearfield. The backseat and all the side panels had to be taken out so that he and his dad could rewire everything.
Give James another day and he wouldn't have been acting silly about the project.
Happy birthday Patrick! Dress up as someone over the hill! James is dressed up as his gay uncle Bob. That's really what he wears every day and in the summer time replace the sweatpants for shortie shorts. Laurie, Eilyn, and Cyndi are all dressed up as their Aunt Rula.
Getting into costume is one of my least favorite things to do, let alone spending money on something that I will only wear once. So, I looked through my closet and found an outfit that resembles my mom . I put on gold earrings, bent my hair under, and put on a pair of glasses that I haven't worn in years. You can't see much of the outfit since it was freezing in the garage but both James and I looked at each other and said wow. He wasn't aloud to kiss me or do anything that night because he looked and acted like a creep.
Happy birthday Gerik and Brandt! We always make fun of Gerik because he has the "bee stings" for me. All I have to do is bat my eye lashes and I can get him to do whatever I want. Brandt is becoming even more handsome these days. Girls are already giddy over him.
And, this is a tribute to my mom. I wasn't there for this tribute but that doesn't make this cake any less funny. Only my brother Michael could get away with it. Sadly, the situation isn't funny at all. I think this will be more of a journal entry than a blog, but here goes....If I could just stop crying...I need someone around so that I can put up a front...My mom has breast cancer and it was found in both breasts. I've always hated being so far away from my family, but this just sucks. I'm in Utah and there is nothing I can do to help. My mom has done everything within her power to help me over the years and there is nothing I can do for her. James and I were already planning on going down to California in July, but oh my gosh, that needs to come sooner. It's good that I'm writing this because I just put up a front whenever someone asks, and I think I have cried more while trying to write this than during this whole circumstance. I love you mom!
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