Pumpkins

Last night we went to Haywire Farms to get pumpkins. Kylie had too much homework, or so she said. We got lost in the maze, took a hay ride and froze. The most fun was cutting the pumpkins. Even Cody gave it a shot. Once the gooey stuff was being pulled out, he ditched the carving and dad finished. I don't remember carving pumpkins as a kid, so we have tried to make it a tradition. It's so much more fun now that almost everyone can do it themselves. I didn't have to run back and forth between kids to help. I got to watch and enjoy. At least until it was time to clean up. Happy Halloween everyone!

Happy Halloween

Who knew it could be so fun to dress up as a biker? Jory and I had a fun time at the Ashton's Halloween party. The most fun was seeing everyone's outfits. People are so creative. One person suggested we go out on the town and eat. I thought that would be super funny seeing all these bikers climbing out of their minivans. I had a little too much fun playing Rock Band. Thanks for the great night.

Clarification

After talking to a few people, I realized my husband made a common mistake. I was so furious at him that night, but a few of you have said, "Sounds like something my husband would do." One of you even said, "I'd probably do that, while my husband would think to go to the stadium." Funny! He's a great guy for even trying (one of his acts of service).
Another thing, I didn't realize I only had two points for physical touch on my love chart. Don't get me wrong. Physical touch is great. Don't leave home without it. I'm just more willing to instigate it if I find my husband unloading the dishwasher:)
For those of you who are confused, refer to the last post. Have a great week.

I feel loved when...

The Five Love Languages

My Primary Love Language is Acts of Service

My Detailed Results:
Acts of Service:	11
Words of Affirmation:	8
Quality Time:	6
Receiving Gifts:	3
Physical Touch:	2

About this quiz

Unhappiness in relationships is often due to the fact that we speak different love languages. It can be helpful to know what language you speak and what language those around you speak.

I knew acts of service were probably my love language. My husband's wonderful sister LeAnn came with her family for a few days. She and her husband cooked a fabulous dinner last night. I was in such a good mood sitting around while they cooked. I was relaxed and happy. After attending my stake meeting, I came home to find dishes not done. I just glared at my husband. I figured he'd step up and do dishes or at least rinse them. No such luck. I wasn't expecting my in-laws to do it. They have three little kids, one of them only two months old who I got to hold and cuddle while they cooked. I did expect my husband to do something, especially after his first mistake.

The first mistake happened when, after my uplifting meeting, Kylie called me sobbing. She was the only one left at the football stadium, besides the janitor. No father in sight. I frantically jumped in my car and headed to the rescue. I called my husband and he's sitting at PHS waiting for her to come out of the school. Since when do they play football indoors? Anyway, I gave him directions to the stadium, which he has been to before, and he got there before me. Maybe that's why the dishes not being done added to the problem.

My brother-in-law saved the day, when he made yummy banana topping for ice-cream as I did the dishes (he likes to cook). My mood immediately changed. I was laughing and dishing ice-cream the rest of the night. Maybe I just need to tell my husband to cook more:)

Remembering

Jory and I went back to college later in life. As a summer job, he began running a mechanical bull at fairs around the country. Our first summer, I loaded up my three children at the time, Kylie, Jory, and Dallin, and we went on our first bull chasing trip. Jory had left ahead of me, so I drove all the way to Fargo, North Dakota to meet up with him. We had a great time. The kids and I stopped at the largest cow in the world, a dinosaur museum and a few other fun places. When we met up with Jory, we continued up to Manitoba Canada and spent two weeks in Winnipeg. It was the beginning of a fun summer. We traveled to Ohio and met up with my sister for a country jam. We got to visit Indiana, where Jory served his mission and meet some of the members there. We explored Carthage Jail and Nauvoo. Then we traveled over to California and played in the ocean, went to Six Flags and visited our good friends. It was a summer never to forget. My children became expert bull riders and were even featured on the front page of a newspaper.

The following summer, Camri had arrived and we stayed with grandma while Jory worked. But the next summer, we traveled all over California and met some great people. However, I think the first summer tops it all. Traveling over 10,000 miles in one summer with three children was the funnest challenge I've ever experienced. I hope to never forget it.

My first Tag

Seven weird or random things about me. Hum....Where do I begin.

1. I used to put a ruler flat against my nose and chin to see if my chin really did stick out further than my nose.

2. I loved playing army in our yard. I would dress up and climb all over the shed and fences, trying not to be detected as I fulfilled my mission. I think it's still in me a little, because I love to watch women kick you-know-what in the movies.

3. I had a major crush on my fifth grade teacher Mr. Armstrong. He could do back flips and lived up to his name.

4. I still do a pretty good Grover imitation. I used to do it in high school all the time for people and performed it once at Girls' State to introduce a candidate. I also like to do beaker from the muppets. My kids think I'm hilarious.

5. I was really into sports in high school. When I competed for Jr. Miss, I bought three inch heels. My mom had a fit and said I better practice. I'd prance around in those shoes at home as much as I could. It was worth it when I won Presence and Composure. I think the whole town about died of shock when the jocks name was called! I probably also had the cheapest dress on. My mom made it for $28 dollars and it was awesome!

6. The day of graduation from high school, my buddy and I went skiing all day. I forgot sunscreen and fried. Luckily my dress was pink, because my nylons looked pink as well. I also had to speak and looked like I was blushing through the whole thing. It was worth it though.

7. I've experienced all kind of baby deliveries. I had Kylie and Jory at home on purpose. I had a midwife because I had such a fear of hospitals (As a kid I burned my hand and had seven operations. Didn't have very fond memories of hospitals. It made me a good left handed basketball shooter though). Dallin and Camri I had in the hospital because after Jory I didn't get much sleep. I also decided I needed drugs. The drugs helped a little. I had a C-section with Cody because I had placenta previa. The C-section was the worst. Recovery stunk. After the other kids, I could walk and get back to life pretty fast. Not the last one. They were all worth it.

Now I'm supposed to tag people. I haven't checked out many blogs lately, so if your already tagged, don't worry. Here goes, Molly, Jodi, Amy, Debie, Elizabeth, Kenley and Tiffani, my wonderful sister who started blogging. Have a great week.