I'D CAP THAT!

So my gal pal Al told me about a certain app that adds its own captions to your pictures. If you download this app I have to warn you most of their captions are foul, like really foul but sometimes they nail it.

I wish I could post some of the other ones, but my mom would slit my throat. See me mom, keeping it classy! You're welcome!

Old photos

I have been scanning photos for my dad this summer. My grandma constantly had a camera in her hand, she didn't want to forget anything and tried to capture as much as she could with her camera. Well, as a result of her mad photog skills there are a zillion pictures scanned and yet to be scanned.

There is something about old photos. I'm not really sure what it is that is so appealing, but for whatever reason I am mesmorized by them. Take a looksy...

 I mean, is this real life? Cutest furrowed brow ever.

 Ocean City, MD Beach Baby Hal. So adorable.

 Pops worked construction on the DC temple.

 Pops on the bike. Gpa holding large dog.

 Hal age 17

 My grandparents eloped to Vegas with some other couples. This is their wedding day.

 Great Grandpa Abe was elected to congress. This was his first trip back to DC, fixing a flat tire.

 Redskins win!

 Beaver high basketball

 Cutest grandpa.

The best of everybody.



Bunnies and Stuff

 Kate falling in love.

 Cabin crafts

 etc...

 etc...

 The cutest of the nappers.

 Cutest skirt my mom made for Ruby.

 Milkshakes in Ashton.

 Teton National Park hike.

 J. Crew models returning from religious activities.

Idaho sunsets.

4th of July Sandlot festivities.

San Diego Bliss

Never turn your back on the ocean.

Best place to bike.

Well it's mid summer. I've been out of school long enough to rarely know what day of the week it is. What a great feeling that is...... Kate rolls her eyes every time I ask if today is Monday. Should have been a school teacher everybody.  I've been saying that for years and nobody seems to listen, face the facts you dum dums.

Here is the 411 in the Sugarhouse. Trips, Trips Trips. A few days in Coronado, CA were quickly followed by 2 weeks at the cabin and then a few days on our annual river rafting trip. Lots of fun to be had by all and a decent amount of relaxation.

Somewhere in there I gave into my ever present desire to own a bunny. It was discussed extensively over a lunch and within the hour I had the little darling in my arms. I picked the laziest bunny because I  wanted it to lay around 95% of the day.  We named her Lorraine Rose for obvious reasons. She turned out to be the opposite of lazy and could jump out of her bin "cage" within a few hours. She grew very fond of human food specifically cooler ranch Doritos (yes there has been a debate already over cooler ranch vs. cool ranch with no resolution in sight), chocolate chip cookies, and bananas.  Bunnies are adorable and soft and usually pretty cuddly, but here's the problem...... they're not clean.  We let the bun run around our neighbors' apartment because they didn't have much on the floor so she could run freely. Well once she got a taste of freedom there was no going back.  She wanted to be out all of the time. 10 days later we donated our bunny back to the pet store. We couldn't give Lorraine the freedom she deserved. Was it worth it? Hells ya it was worth it, I had to get that out of my system. Imagine going through life never knowing what it would be like to have a bunny of my own!


On a lighter note.... the little boy I've been tutoring this summer told me today that his very expensive siamese cat is no longer alive.  "Frank got smashed by the garage door, landed right on his neck." The kid seemed unfazed while retelling the story even when he got to the part where they couldn't get the cat's eyes to close.

Cheers to bunnies and garage doors with sensors.

Inheritance

 
Inheriting things is bizarre.  I had never inherited anything besides physical and personality traits. Our adorable Grandpa C. passed away in April and my Grandma C. has been declining mentally for about 5 years now. It has been so hard to see them age. They embodied everything a grandparent should be and more. My best memories include my grandparents. I have never felt more love from 2 people. They had the ability to make you feel like you were IT, the best of everybody. I really miss them.

My grandma now lives in Bountiful in an assisted living center. Recently my parents and my aunt and uncle went down to Beaver and St. George to clean out my grandparent's houses. That was a feat in and of itself. These two were depression babies, which means they NEVER threw anything away! After the houses were cleaned out, my mom brought everything that needed to be divided up to Farmington.

It's an odd feeling to be excited about what you inherit and heartbroken to see my Grandma's things out of their proper place. Almost everything has a memory behind it. Someone picked up a wind chime and as soon as we heard that familiar sound of the Beaver door opening we all stopped dead in our tracks. It's amazing the memories that surface when you hear a certain sound. We had to get rid of the chime. Too sad.

After everything was divided, we all sat and stared at what we had inherited...heartbroken. Most things I received belong in a house, which I don't currently have.  For now, the piano and my grandma's china will stay boxed up. I did inherit my great grandmother's wedding ring, which is beautiful and so sentimental.

I would give it all back in a second if I could have my two grandparent's back, preferably at age 66.

-B

Home Videos in Heaven

I hope that when we get to heaven we can SELECTIVELY watch home videos from our past lives.  There are many events that I would love to watch again, they would bring me days of joy and laughter. I don't want to watch the sad, hard, or embarrassing times just the fun and hilarious ones that were never caught on tape such as:

-my mom performing operation hamster drop
-Ally and I getting picked up by the police on our big wheels
-when I mispronounced cajun (cahoon) while trying to order dinner
-my brothers talking Kate into getting a bowl cut
-Mal bombing the Somerset hill on her rollerblades
-the NYC mouse that jumped out of the garbage can directly at my face
-Kate and Seth convincing Sennett to dress up as a homeless boy and stand outside of Albertson's begging for money
-Anna's motorcycle wheely
-my Dad's almost successful attempt to mount one snowmobile on top of another
-Mal riding the snowmobiles on top of the pine trees (it was really quite remarkable)
-my allergic reaction date
-my junior jazz experience
-SB getting punted in the back of the head with a football
-my little boy student crying because his brother called him a lesbian when he really isn't one
-when my mom told me I did a half ass job cleaning my grandparents bathroom
-my niece Ruby telling Kate that she has a big bum
-Daniel chaffing after splash mountain and asking Ally and I if we had talcom powder in our purses
-Daniel throwing his cell phone over the roof of the car while driving up 2100 south
-Kate and I clipping Werty's whiskers because we thought they had grown out too long
-skiiing with the Williams' at Powder Mountain
-tubing behind the snowmobile mishaps
-Kate, Cassie, and I whooping 3 boys at whiffle ball
-Kate getting bit by a horse in the boob
-Ronnie taking a dump in the Solomon's yard to get them back for peeing on our sledding hill
-the last day of our ski lessons at Snow Basin (Kate and I ejected this annoying girl out of her skies)
-Kate mooning out of the car window in Jr. High
-my grandma doing an oral report on Chaos (pronounced Chay-ose) the "leader" of Mexico when really she just misread the word chaos
-the little boy in my class putting up his two middle fingers when Simon said put up your pointer fingers
-Ally on our booze cruise, totally sober and sooo into the tranny
-Cody getting in trouble for pantsing Kindergarten girls..... when he was 6
-Ally lying to the ferris wheel operator for me. She told him I threw up when I really peed my pants, because she knew I was so embarrassed.
-the first time we heard Philip sing
-my dad giving a complete stranger a wedgie in a gas station

Am I missing any?

Always Yours,
A summer lady with no baby