Monday, June 30, 2008

A Diamond in the Rough

A diamond in the rough? Meaning, that the diamond belonging in my wedding ring is lost somewhere in the vast confines of my home. Not that my home would normally be described as "vast", but when searching for a small diamond, it suddenly seems to be.
This is yet another hard lesson learned. First the computer, now this. For several years now, I've been meaning to have the prongs around the diamond checked. I guess that's what I get for being a procrastinator. However, I have a friend that knows someone who had a similar experience, and it was covered by their homeowners insurance. So, I have filed a claim and we'll see where it goes.

Tuesday, June 24, 2008

Just Pretending

My Dad likes to joke a lot about Spencer's pretending, but it wasn't until just recently that I realized that Spencer's tendency to pretend was most likely passed down from his Grandpa Ferguson. If you were to ask my Dad, he may pretend this isn't true, but I can prove it.
First, there's the many times he's pretended to be a parole officer. If he sees someone who looks a little rough, he'll walk up to them and say something like "You don't remember me do you? I'm your parole officer." Sometimes this is met with a blank stare. Other times, the person swears they meant to check in with him.
Or there were the many times he's pretended to be FBI or the IRS and tell some poor soul that there's a warrant out for their arrest for some absurd reason. Like the time my brothers friend was driving his truck and had a few other friends in the back. He took a corner too fast and one of the boys flew out of the truck. He was okay, but my Dad called the boy who was driving and told him he needed to come down to the police station because he was being charged with attempted vehicular manslaughter.
Or the time he was at a scout camp and pretended to be a wild animal by growling from his tent so that the other leader wouldn't dare to get out and use the bathroom during the night.
Or the many times he's pretended to be a non member of the church. He'll say things like "Wouldn't it be great if we had prophets on the Earth today like they did in the days of the Old Testament?" He likes to pretend he's that "golden contact" and see how people react.
These are only a sparse number of the things he pretended to be. I could probably write a book on all his pretending, if only I had the time.
He may argue that at least he doesn't dress up. Spencer is dressing up all the time with his pretending. He may not remember that he was wearing a hippie wig the first time he met Jason.
I'll stop there. I think that I have sufficiently proven my point. Spencer's pretending tendencies have been inherited from his Grandpa Ferguson, therefore, I cannot be blamed.
All joking aside, my Dad does have a serious side. He's a great leader and teacher. He is a great example of spirituality. He taught us to have respect for sacred things. He has shown us how much he respects womanhood, the way he treats my Mother and the way he cared for his own Mother before her passing.
Growing up, he often left me notes on my pillow telling me how much he appreciated and loved me. Now, he sends them in the mail or sometimes the e-mail.
Happy Father's Day Dad! I just want you to know how much I love and respect you.
And yes, I realize that this is a week and a half late, but since you're so good at it-just pretend it was on time!

Friday, June 13, 2008

Reality Check

Life at home for the kids:
Wake up
Eat breakfast
Brush teeth
Make bed
Clean room
Read 20 minutes
Work chores of the day
Try to find something to do until Dad gets home (he's much funner than Mom)

You may be wondering about the glasses. These were my Dad's old glasses that he's kept for 20 years because "you never know when they might come back in style". Sure Dad. Anyway, they mysteriously made their way into my suitcase this last trip.

Life at Grandma and Grandpa's house

Chemistry lessons. What could be better than making slime and starting things on fire?

Trips to the Zoo

The Children's Museum

Feeding the ducks

Hanging out at Uncle Rich's cabin

Riding horses

Miniature golfing
Sleepovers with cousins
Grandpa's waffles
Watching movies at the theatre
Late nights
An endless supply of candy and pop

I didn't exactly want to come home either. There's nobody here to make all my meals and take my kids on fun outings everyday while I lay around reading books and watching movies with the baby, but everyone has to face reality at some point, right?

Sunday, June 8, 2008


Spencer has decided to officially change his name to Indiana. I think we'll wait a few hours, just to make sure this isn't just another "phase".