I've Never Been a Suspect Before

Last night my friend Heather hosted a Murder Mystery party. Jim and I had been invited to one in Idaho, but we declined the invite because that really wasn't our thing. We were so wrong. It is our thing...it just has to be with the right people. We had so much fun. We got to dress up in costumes and be guests at a wedding reception in the Cayman Islands. The bride was murdered after the wedding...who did it?? We had all the usual suspects. (I'll try not to give too much away in case you find yourself at this party) There was the groom...did he love the bride? The nosy reporter with the razor sharp wit and pencil to match had a million questions for us all.
The sister of the bride, fresh from her hippie commune and Wicket, the granny grabber, came to support the bride, and maybe forward their own agendas. Buffy, the socialite, and long time friend of the groom and the wedding singer (with an unusual connection to the wedding planner) came to see and be seen.

The beautiful wedding planner and the snorkel instructor (and one time flame of the bride) were there to add flair to the mix. The father of the groom did not approve of his sons choice in a bride and was there to convince his son to sign a pre-nup. And last, but certainly not least, there was the gorgeous pageant winner that still carried a flame (among other things) for the groom. She was still in love with him and hoped to convince him to claim what was his. Who did it??


I'll never tell!


Thanks for the fabulous time, Heather. The food and friends were amazing. I feel so blessed to have found such wonderful people to hang out with.

No Treats For Jo

Poor Jo. She just had to go and fall on the wrong side of the law (just me...not the "real" law) just before Halloween. All of the plans she and Sarah had so carefully laid are now but a memory. Poor Jo. Let us heave a mighty sigh for our fallen angel. Whatever...she deserves it...rotten kid. But I did happen to get some choice pics of Jo and Sarah in their Halloween garb before they went and....well...did what they did. They were going for 80's prom queens but the thrift store only had precious gems like these. I think they are "vintagetacular" and perhaps a bit more 70's homecoming court instead. Happy Halloween Jail Bird!

It's The Great Pumpkin

OK, so maybe it's not THE Great Pumpkin...but it's pretty darn good. Jo and I carved pumpkins tonight. Kev was at work and Jim is in Chicago so it was just us girls. I was a little concerned, Jo and I with knives and no one to drive to the emergency room...always a risk.
Jo has had some issues lately so her pumpkin bears a political statement instead of a face. Silly girl. The Great Pumpkin doesn't grant wishes like that. All's well that ends well. We ended the night with no new gashes in our skin and Cloris got voted off Dancing With the Stars. YAY! Happy Halloween!!

It's Begining To Look A Lot Like Christmas

Yes sirree...I love a good snow day...Oh wait no I don't. Especially in October. When we woke up it was snowing. Not much but enough to cause a little concern. The wind was howling and the flakes were getting bigger.

We called the Branch President to get his thoughts on the matter, from where he was it looked fine...no canceling church from that end. I loaded the kids and all the posters and such I had made for the Primary Program into the car and we headed off to pick up John. I had to drive the bus to church because Jim has to fly to Chicago today. I HATE driving in the snow. I didn't want to over-react and be a big baby so we set out. It was really hard to see the road and the wind was scary...but I kept driving.

There were moments where I couldn't see the road at all...but I didn't want to be a weeny...so I kept driving.

Finally there came a point that there was no road and the slush was throwing the car all over the road. I called Jim and told him to call the other members in town and tell them to stay home. It was so risky...I would hate to have the Huberts in the ditch because I was trying to be tough. We got turned around and the flakes got bigger and the road disappeared for longer stretches. At one point John was sure we needed to stop in the middle of the road...but I kept driving. Needless to say, we made it home and are safe and cozy. Jo and I are making donuts and watching Teen Witch.

I am sorry that we have to postpone the primary program but I'm happy we are warm and safe and not in the snow.

Our Closet Preacher

The kids and I like it when Jim is on hydrocodone. He has the best dreams...and we get to hear them first hand. Jim talks in his sleep like no body's business. Last night Jim and I went to the church. I went for the Primary program practice and he went to catch up on the computer work (our Branch computer has been down for months). So we get home and tucked into bed. Jim has taken his narcotics like a good boy and then I wait. (Some nights the sandman is slow to find me) Kev rolled in around 12:30 and like the considerate lad he is, comes up to tell his over-protective mom that he is home. I was sleeping as well as one can with a head cold when I am rudely awakened by the sound of Kevin's laughter. It seems Jim was practicing his "Hell , Fire and Brimstone" sermon on me when Kev walked in. Of course Jim slept through the fits of laughter that ensued. Jim was waving his arms and pointing at Kev and muttering about the bible and the world going to hell. Kev could barely make it back down the stairs as he was laughing so hard. As he puttered around for minute before going to bed I could still hear him chuckle to himself in disbelief. So now you know why I look so tired every time you see me. Not only do I get up early...but I also have a front row seat at the church of Jim.

FYI

Just so you know...Jim is home and resting comfortably. The injection went well and he is playing couch commando for the rest of the day. They injected S1/L5 with Cortisone this morning at 7:15 and we were home by 8:20. He is feeling it a bit more that the last few shots... but that could be his age ((wink)). No problems so far and we are expecting full relief by Friday. YAY! Wish us (me) luck.

Happy Birthday Sarah

They say it's your birthday!!! Nah nah nah nah nah. Well, it's my birthday too.Nah nah nah nah nah. Whoo hoo! Happy happy day to you. I am so happy you came into our lives. I can hardly believe that we've only known you for a year. You are an irreplaceable part of our family. We love you Sarah Bear.