Friday, August 29, 2008
Saturday, August 23, 2008
Monday, August 18, 2008
Tagged by Minz
Here are the rules:
1. Link to the person who tagged you: Mindy Gale
2. Post the rules on your blog.
3. Write six random things about yourself.
4. Tag six random people at the end of your post by linking to their blogs.
5. Let each person know they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their website.
6. Let your tagger know when your entry is up.
(1) I love pickles but I hate cucumbers. My wife loves cucumbers but hates pickles.
(2) I am a golf fanatic, but the thing about golf that I love the most is golf architecture. In fact, if I were going into college right now, I'd get a degree in landscape architecture. If I happen to hit the Lotto despite not playing the Lotto (where my odds are only slightly worse than those who DO play), I will quit being a lawyer and will go back to school in landscape architecture, get a degree, then pester a golf course design company until I get a job.
(3) I have a serious, I'm-not-joking-even-though-people-always-assume-I'm joking problem with watching movies. Even hour-long Psych or Burn Notice is tough for me (Burn Notice less so this season because it kicks such royal can). I don't know what it is, but having to sit still and watch a two, maybe two-and-a-half hour flick is nearly unbearable for me. For instance. I bought The Prestige by accident last year when it came out (long story). Still haven't watched it. Luckily, no problems with reading a good thick book.
(4) I am a language snob. I look down on people who've never heard the term "bona fide", who think it is "for all intensive purposes" and who cannot tell the difference between plurals and possessives. I try not to be a jerk to their faces (and succeed most of the time), but it just gets my nerves a-janglin'. Why am I such a jerk?
(5) I am a jerk.
(6) One of the things I love best about my kids is catching that glimpse of what they'll look like in 20 years. It's a fleeting thing, a millisecond or less, but you see the adult, and it sets you back. Of course, when it's my girls, and I think about them being good-looking 17-year-olds, I have a mini-coronary, but then I push the worry down into that little room behind my spleen, where it can all come rushing out at once to overwhelm us in December 2018. When I'll be 40.
Six Five people tagged randomly: Charisa, Jenny, Trevor, Amy, Chelsea.
1. Link to the person who tagged you: Mindy Gale
2. Post the rules on your blog.
3. Write six random things about yourself.
4. Tag six random people at the end of your post by linking to their blogs.
5. Let each person know they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their website.
6. Let your tagger know when your entry is up.
(1) I love pickles but I hate cucumbers. My wife loves cucumbers but hates pickles.
(2) I am a golf fanatic, but the thing about golf that I love the most is golf architecture. In fact, if I were going into college right now, I'd get a degree in landscape architecture. If I happen to hit the Lotto despite not playing the Lotto (where my odds are only slightly worse than those who DO play), I will quit being a lawyer and will go back to school in landscape architecture, get a degree, then pester a golf course design company until I get a job.
(3) I have a serious, I'm-not-joking-even-though-people-always-assume-I'm joking problem with watching movies. Even hour-long Psych or Burn Notice is tough for me (Burn Notice less so this season because it kicks such royal can). I don't know what it is, but having to sit still and watch a two, maybe two-and-a-half hour flick is nearly unbearable for me. For instance. I bought The Prestige by accident last year when it came out (long story). Still haven't watched it. Luckily, no problems with reading a good thick book.
(4) I am a language snob. I look down on people who've never heard the term "bona fide", who think it is "for all intensive purposes" and who cannot tell the difference between plurals and possessives. I try not to be a jerk to their faces (and succeed most of the time), but it just gets my nerves a-janglin'. Why am I such a jerk?
(5) I am a jerk.
(6) One of the things I love best about my kids is catching that glimpse of what they'll look like in 20 years. It's a fleeting thing, a millisecond or less, but you see the adult, and it sets you back. Of course, when it's my girls, and I think about them being good-looking 17-year-olds, I have a mini-coronary, but then I push the worry down into that little room behind my spleen, where it can all come rushing out at once to overwhelm us in December 2018. When I'll be 40.
Sunday, August 10, 2008
Friday, August 08, 2008
Gwen
Thursday, July 24, 2008
Friday, July 18, 2008
What's on your iPod/Zune/non-denominational mp3 player??
Ok, you're supposed to put it on shuffle and list the first 10 songs, to give the flava of your musical taste:
1. Save the Last Dance for Me Michael Bublé
2. That's How Love Moves Faith Hill
3. Mass Company of Jekyll and Hyde
4. Forth Eorlingas The Two Towers
5. Possibilities Weezer
6. New Strings Miranda Lambert
7. County Galway- 1892 Far and Away
8. Turn Around They Might Be Giants
9. I'm Still on Your Side BB Mak
10. Stay Awake Dishwalla
Well, of these, how many would I skip if I were on a long trip and wanted to listen to the whole thing? Probably #2 and 3. My shuffle feature has a weird sense of humor. For example, it LOVES the Corrs. It'll play one of theirs, 2 other songs, come back to the Corrs, go to Diana Krall for a song, back to the Corrs, etc.
So, what does that say about me? Anything?
Sunday, June 15, 2008
Family Reunion
Well, we just got back from the Nolan Cherry family reunion,
where we meet up with Apryl's brothers and sisters and families to tell stories about Nolan and his practical jokes, play games, eat too much and watch Gage throw up (actually that's not WHY we meet up, it just happened). So, here's Jack and Kelsey telling each other over and over "You're silly."
"No, YOU'RE silly".
"No, YOU'RE silly".
Then, here's Jack rappelling for the first time in his life, as calm as the sea after a storm:
Then, Kylie and Aerin and Jack joined the Ogden Fire Department:
This is where David Gale lives, under a dinosaur's left foot:
Then Aerin went to Japan:
And she did not need any prodding to do this, either:
Then, Halle was elected President:
Then we had pictures:
where we meet up with Apryl's brothers and sisters and families to tell stories about Nolan and his practical jokes, play games, eat too much and watch Gage throw up (actually that's not WHY we meet up, it just happened). So, here's Jack and Kelsey telling each other over and over "You're silly.""No, YOU'RE silly".
"No, YOU'RE silly".

Then, here's Jack rappelling for the first time in his life, as calm as the sea after a storm:

Then, Kylie and Aerin and Jack joined the Ogden Fire Department:

This is where David Gale lives, under a dinosaur's left foot:

Then Aerin went to Japan:
And she did not need any prodding to do this, either:
Then, Halle was elected President:
Then we had pictures:

Thursday, May 29, 2008
We threw out our old monia
And got NEW-monia instead! Well, Apryl got it first and then she gave it to me, even though I hadn't kissed her the whole time she was sickly. And I sound like I have a little German breadmaker in my throat. And boy do I have a lot to do tomorrow so I can't just stay home and miss work.
However, I did manage to finish 3 books over the long weekend, and Apryl has started the Skystone series, so I'm pleased. The Well of Ascension was good, but I was kind of bored in the middle, but then the end was good, and cliffhanger-y and so now we're just waiting until October 10, 2008.
Is this the kind of rambling, essentially empty post I should do more often? Show of hands?
Here's a picture of a kid:
See the Mickey Mouse hand? It's a plate we got for the kids in New York: we got the pants and the shoe and the mouse head too. They love 'em.
Out of the blue, we noticed that Halle's two front bottom teeth were loose and she said that she'd hit Aerin's head. So, we go to the dentist, and he said that it was just her adult-person-type teeth coming in (we'd thought she was too young for that).
Aerin loves Shelby (even thought this picture looks like she's trying to get away).
The kids before choich. Jack specifically asks for the Mohawk every Sunday.
However, I did manage to finish 3 books over the long weekend, and Apryl has started the Skystone series, so I'm pleased. The Well of Ascension was good, but I was kind of bored in the middle, but then the end was good, and cliffhanger-y and so now we're just waiting until October 10, 2008.
Is this the kind of rambling, essentially empty post I should do more often? Show of hands?
Here's a picture of a kid:
See the Mickey Mouse hand? It's a plate we got for the kids in New York: we got the pants and the shoe and the mouse head too. They love 'em.
Out of the blue, we noticed that Halle's two front bottom teeth were loose and she said that she'd hit Aerin's head. So, we go to the dentist, and he said that it was just her adult-person-type teeth coming in (we'd thought she was too young for that).
Aerin loves Shelby (even thought this picture looks like she's trying to get away).
The kids before choich. Jack specifically asks for the Mohawk every Sunday.
Monday, May 05, 2008
Mario Lopez
is incredibly short. I forgot to tell most people this story, so here it is on the blog. When we were in New York, we were on our way back from a show, and as we're passing like Duane Reed or something, this guy and this girl come flying out of the door and they bump into Apryl. And I notice that the girl is gorgeous, like perfect hair, teeth, face, beautiful. Preternaturally beautiful. So, I look at this pipsqueak she's with, to see what he's like, and I notice he is wearing a ridiculous wife beater with some logo on the back, and a sweatshirt tied around his waist and I think, what a loser. Then I see his face and think "man, he looks like such a pretty boy."
Then, Apryl nudges me, and tilts her head at him and whispers something about Mario Lopez. So, I look again and it's freaking Mario Lopez. And he is, honestly, like 5 foot 6. I could crush him like a bug. I've never felt like I'm that big a guy, but sheesh. This guy was AC Slater, whom Bayside feared?
Mario Lopez and hobbit, both actual size.
Anyway, we walked right behind him for a few blocks then he and his gal pal turned left and the girls in our group tried to get a surreptitious photo of him. I wish now I had taken one, so I could post it here, but I didn't really care at that point. I was tired, and it was only Mario Lopez and I was basking in my own disappointment regarding his tiny, tiny body.
Then, Apryl nudges me, and tilts her head at him and whispers something about Mario Lopez. So, I look again and it's freaking Mario Lopez. And he is, honestly, like 5 foot 6. I could crush him like a bug. I've never felt like I'm that big a guy, but sheesh. This guy was AC Slater, whom Bayside feared?
Mario Lopez and hobbit, both actual size.Anyway, we walked right behind him for a few blocks then he and his gal pal turned left and the girls in our group tried to get a surreptitious photo of him. I wish now I had taken one, so I could post it here, but I didn't really care at that point. I was tired, and it was only Mario Lopez and I was basking in my own disappointment regarding his tiny, tiny body.
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
New York
Well, as many of you know, we went to Knew York two weeks ago to see a bunch of shows. It was fun. Really fun. Really, really tiring. All that walking, Apryl was 5 months pregnant (now that I think of it, she's actually still pregnant), a large group that many times required us to stand around and wait (and I do mean "stand" as there wasn't anywhere to sit). Still, the shows were great, we got some great pictures, which I will now proceed to post.
At the top of the Empire State Building. Very windy. Great view.
Backstage (sort of ) at Wicked. I loved learning about the backstage trappings, how it came to be, etc.
Starry, starry night at the MOMA. So much of what was there at the MOMA was crap. Like, the kind of stuff that is so ridiculous it cannot be parodied. A blank wall, with a plaque that explains what the "artist" was going for when he attached a plaque to a blank wall. This is "art"? But Van Gogh, there's no question about his talent.
Apryl after Young Frankenstein. It was funny, and Sutton Foster was AMAZING. She is...well, anyway. Some of the older folks we went with left, at intermission, I guess because they were offended. The rest of the older folks who stayed said they were disappointed in the show because they liked the movie so well. I like the movie but I didn't feel that way about it. We got to go on a backstage tour later because Heidi's best friend from high school was in the show.
This is me sitting in the monster's chair.
Apryl on the steps to the laBORatory.
Me knocking on the front door to Castle Frankenstein.
On the boat to the Statue of Liberty.
Here's a fine shot of Lady Liberty by herself.
This poster doesn't mean what you initially think it means. Funny how current political context informs everything you see.
Apryl after Mary Poppins. We loved it, it was our clear favorite. We were on the front row, and it was just magical, in every sense.
Apryl in Times Square. Monday is the best time to be in Times Square, almost empty. Saturday was in-sane.
With the New York skyline behind us. It was a fun trip, but next vacation I take, I'm going to make sure Apryl's not pregnant, and that we have a little more free time planned in.
At the top of the Empire State Building. Very windy. Great view.
Backstage (sort of ) at Wicked. I loved learning about the backstage trappings, how it came to be, etc.
Starry, starry night at the MOMA. So much of what was there at the MOMA was crap. Like, the kind of stuff that is so ridiculous it cannot be parodied. A blank wall, with a plaque that explains what the "artist" was going for when he attached a plaque to a blank wall. This is "art"? But Van Gogh, there's no question about his talent.
Apryl after Young Frankenstein. It was funny, and Sutton Foster was AMAZING. She is...well, anyway. Some of the older folks we went with left, at intermission, I guess because they were offended. The rest of the older folks who stayed said they were disappointed in the show because they liked the movie so well. I like the movie but I didn't feel that way about it. We got to go on a backstage tour later because Heidi's best friend from high school was in the show.
This is me sitting in the monster's chair.
Apryl on the steps to the laBORatory.
Me knocking on the front door to Castle Frankenstein.
On the boat to the Statue of Liberty.
Here's a fine shot of Lady Liberty by herself.
This poster doesn't mean what you initially think it means. Funny how current political context informs everything you see.
Apryl after Mary Poppins. We loved it, it was our clear favorite. We were on the front row, and it was just magical, in every sense.
Apryl in Times Square. Monday is the best time to be in Times Square, almost empty. Saturday was in-sane.
With the New York skyline behind us. It was a fun trip, but next vacation I take, I'm going to make sure Apryl's not pregnant, and that we have a little more free time planned in.
Saturday, April 12, 2008
The Playground
There was finally some (moderately) good weather so we decided to go to the playground. And the thing is, "good" weather is relative. Anyway, here are a few pictures of that.
Halle at the top of the tunnel slide.
Jack at the bottom of the slide.
Then the kids went to feed the ducks (and geese and damned dirty seagulls).
And Shelby with Aerin.
It's nice to be outside again. It's been a long freaking winter.
Halle at the top of the tunnel slide.
Jack at the bottom of the slide.
Then the kids went to feed the ducks (and geese and damned dirty seagulls).

And Shelby with Aerin.

It's nice to be outside again. It's been a long freaking winter.
Monday, March 31, 2008
Robert Goulet rocks
Much better than Gene Kelly, if you ask me. But then, I'm more singer-inclined than dancer-inclined.
Sunday, March 30, 2008
Monday, March 24, 2008
Monday, March 17, 2008
I saw that Tspoon had done this
so, I decided to as well.
20 years ago: I was 10. I went to the Encampment but not til August. I helped my dad build that tower, and by "helped" I mean I stood around and watched. Sometimes. I have no other memories of being 10.
10 years ago: In southern Chile, being sick. About this time, 10 years ago, I was being accused by the mother of the slimiest, low-downiest, loseriest companion evAH! of having stolen his luggage, despite the fact that a) he disappeared on me in the middle of the night, b) I never saw him again and c) he stole MY fanny pack (known in the UK as a bum bag). Slightly comical, as my mission president did not believe the charges.
5 years ago: Halle was a wee little baby, I commuted from BYU to Idaho Falls pretty much every week, I took the LSAT and got ready to go to law school. I don't remember planning it, I just woke up one day and there I was, applying to law school. In case any of you are out of the loop, I got in.
3 years ago: In law school in Moscow, now with Jack and Halle, moved from the not-as-sucky place on the hill to the great place by Rob's house.Was taking Jimmy Mac's class and leaving halfway through because I was so BORED. Got an A, though (final question on the exam: "Please rank the current United State Supreme Court justices from most conservative to least conservative (none of them are really liberal)". Hah). Learned that, when they're pouring tea, get your cup out.
1 year ago: Trying to get acclimated to being an attorney. Now with Halle, Jack and Aerin. Nothing exciting to report, really. Moved from Kenna's house to a townhouse, found that smaller is easier. Narrowly avoided making a colossal housing-bubble mistake.
So far this year: Had my first trial, still waiting for the result (it was a bench trial). Knocked up my wife. Got a new suit.
Yesterday I: Cleaned the house, had a migraine, took a hydrocodone, watched 4.5 straight hours of the Backyardigans with a little Mary Poppins thrown in, finished the Eyre Affair. Highly recommend it.
Today I: drafted a Stipulation, an Answer and Demand for Jury Trial, a demand letter...etc. Had green milk and rice pudding. Was castigated for only wearing green pants, rather than a whole green outfit.
Later tonight: I'll finish the dishes. I promise.
Tomorrow: I'll take Jack to school and go to Blackfoot to hear some verbal gymnastics.
This year I hope to: be in a show, make my targets, have a healthy baby, go to New York, get my wife a kick-ass birthday gift, play more golf than I did last year.
I tag: Your face. Honestly, what did you expect me to say?
20 years ago: I was 10. I went to the Encampment but not til August. I helped my dad build that tower, and by "helped" I mean I stood around and watched. Sometimes. I have no other memories of being 10.
10 years ago: In southern Chile, being sick. About this time, 10 years ago, I was being accused by the mother of the slimiest, low-downiest, loseriest companion evAH! of having stolen his luggage, despite the fact that a) he disappeared on me in the middle of the night, b) I never saw him again and c) he stole MY fanny pack (known in the UK as a bum bag). Slightly comical, as my mission president did not believe the charges.
5 years ago: Halle was a wee little baby, I commuted from BYU to Idaho Falls pretty much every week, I took the LSAT and got ready to go to law school. I don't remember planning it, I just woke up one day and there I was, applying to law school. In case any of you are out of the loop, I got in.
3 years ago: In law school in Moscow, now with Jack and Halle, moved from the not-as-sucky place on the hill to the great place by Rob's house.Was taking Jimmy Mac's class and leaving halfway through because I was so BORED. Got an A, though (final question on the exam: "Please rank the current United State Supreme Court justices from most conservative to least conservative (none of them are really liberal)". Hah). Learned that, when they're pouring tea, get your cup out.
1 year ago: Trying to get acclimated to being an attorney. Now with Halle, Jack and Aerin. Nothing exciting to report, really. Moved from Kenna's house to a townhouse, found that smaller is easier. Narrowly avoided making a colossal housing-bubble mistake.
So far this year: Had my first trial, still waiting for the result (it was a bench trial). Knocked up my wife. Got a new suit.
Yesterday I: Cleaned the house, had a migraine, took a hydrocodone, watched 4.5 straight hours of the Backyardigans with a little Mary Poppins thrown in, finished the Eyre Affair. Highly recommend it.
Today I: drafted a Stipulation, an Answer and Demand for Jury Trial, a demand letter...etc. Had green milk and rice pudding. Was castigated for only wearing green pants, rather than a whole green outfit.
Later tonight: I'll finish the dishes. I promise.
Tomorrow: I'll take Jack to school and go to Blackfoot to hear some verbal gymnastics.
This year I hope to: be in a show, make my targets, have a healthy baby, go to New York, get my wife a kick-ass birthday gift, play more golf than I did last year.
I tag: Your face. Honestly, what did you expect me to say?
Monday, February 25, 2008
You know,
when you think about it, Mountain Dew is kind of a dumb name for a soft drink. It's like they're trying to sound hill-billy-ish, but cool, and, from the recent ad campaign, I'd say they don't want people to think about the hillbilly aspect at all. Still, when I stop to think, I think, "I'm drinking something called 'Mountain Dew'? Might as well call it what my wife does: Panther Piss."(She is not a fan of the Dew).
Saturday, February 23, 2008
Thursday, February 21, 2008
A picture of one of my kids
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