Have You Been Vaccinated?

Cameron came in and asked me if he could pretend that Eamon had the chicken pox and he was the doctor. I said, "Sure".

This is what came downstairs a few minutes later. DANG

Flashback Friday

(Look, this isn't going to be an ongoing thing. I can barely keep up with life right now.)

So I remembered something funny Brandon made for me years and years ago, while we were dating and went looking for it. I couldn't find it yet, but I did find these gems.... (you can click on each picture to see it larger if needed.)

I had to write this short bio as a new employee when I worked with Brandon at Mrs. Fields. Carolyn and Glorianna were my managers.


Remember this? Well, here's an earlier B doing the same thing on a lunch break with me.


Oh joy, here's our wedding announcement...

This special card was my Mother's Day card from Brandon a few years ago. Care to translate?
I especially loved the heartfelt note at the bottom....

And on my birthday probably 4 years ago, I got home from work that night to find a couple birthday cards on the stove for me. One from a neighbor, one from my Mom, and this mysterious envelope from Jamaica...It looked like Brandon's Mom's handwriting, and she had been to Jamaica years earlier. What a mystery.

Here is the ugly cardfront Here is the fabulous inside. I died laughing....

That's when Jude Law was my "boyfriend". I have had so many through the years. Oh I love Brandon. The back of the card had a little thingy at the bottom that said, "I'll never forget our first night"

Well I'll Be....!

Thanks Jimae for this...

28 As a 1930s wife, I am Poor Take the test!

I think if it was a quiz on being a great 2008 housewife, I would excel. Right, Brandon? Right?

Misty Water-colored Memories....Of the Way We Were

Stolen (or tagged I guess) from Dayna's blog.



1. As a comment on my blog, leave one memory that you and I had together. It doesn't matter if you knew me a little or a lot, anything you remember!

2. Next, re-post these instructions on your blog and see how many people leave a memory about you. It's actually pretty funny to see the responses. If you leave a memory about me, I'll assume you're playing the game and I'll come to your blog and leave one about you. If you don't want to play on your blog, or if you don't have a blog, I'll leave my memory of you in my comments.

P.S. On a side note, I started watching The Way We Were the other night. But I was pooped and had to stop it about 10 minutes in. You gotta love the intro song.

Horton Hears a Who the Crap Did This???

A few weeks ago (and I am prodded into telling this story now by 2 comments from "anonymous" on the puppy post, who I think is our neighbor across the street) Brandon peeked through the blinds of the front window because he saw some lights or something. He's like, "What the crap is that?" Can you see the dark mass blocking his precious car on our lawn?

He tells me to go outside and see what it is. I was already asleep on the couch, so this is asking a lot from me. I wrap a throw around me and head on out. I just stood on the porch and stared. And stared. And looked around the neighborhood. And stared. And then chuckled.

Congratulations pranker. It was a good one. Do you like the empty popcorn bucket and popcorn strewn in front for effect? I like that they had to hoist Brandon's grind box (skateboard thingy) from the curb, and move a large rock from the "weed/garden" area by the mailbox to prop it up. And that thing is HEAVY. Also, Horton had been duct-taped to sticks to help it stand up. A lot of work. And when I called them on it at church the next day, they totally denied it. It said right on the back in black marker "Please hold for D. Johnson." Nice denial Dave. Nice. But here, I'll post it for you to bask in the Prankster Glory.

I Don't Know Nothin' Bout Birthin' No Babies, Miss Scarlett

But somehow they lived. I love the Internet.

Emma had 5 puppies last night!! It was a long process, but I LOVED it. Emma did really well and whelped those babies like a pro. She is now extra ferocious and will probably maim you before you are able to even look at them. She literally could tear my face off and not care. But the second you are able to get her away from them, she is Old Emma...meaning she will only eat Eamon's face off. I have to distract her with a hand, which she will lunge at, and grab her by the scruff of the neck to separate them. It's risky....

Here are some gratuitous before and after shots of my lovely doggy.


Okay, here's what you really wanna see.... I've named the dogs ABC names, just to keep them in line, we'll change them later....

This is the first little guy. His name is Arthur. His birth was the most anticipated, as he was the first. He's a little smaller than the rest, but not by much. He looks probably the most like his dad. He is super cute and has a cute little white spot on the tip of his tail. Definitely a keeper.

This here gem of a puppy is Brenda. She had us worried when Emma bit her cord a little too short. When she finally ripped through it, it literally spurted out and I was freaked out. Brandon was going to tie it off, but it was basically the puppy belly button flesh and a little dangle of shredded cord at the end. I had to pinch it off with my gloves. Poor baby bled quite a bit. Before the styptic pen arrived, it had kinda sealed itself up and she was out of the woods. She is really feisty and was eager to eat during the ordeal, regardless of the hands surrounding her, keeping her alive.

This little cutey is Carl. He had a rather uneventful birth and we made sure the cord issue didn't happen again by having me reach up a little ways up into Emma to pull on the cord a bit to cut it ourselves. It was super strong. Since I wasn't able to pull the afterbirth out, I got a good grip, pulled a little and tore it enough that we could get him away and take care of him. He's a super healthy little guy that also looks like dad.

This little peach is Dana. (Look, I just came up with the first names I could think of that started with that letter, so get over it) Emma did a great job with her too, so we didn't have to much to worry about with her. She is so beautiful.

Our girthy boy came next. It took a full hour for little Edgar (aka Eamon Jr.) to come out. After the delivery and clean up of Dana, I had all 4 pups in a heated basket to keep their temps up. I sat with Emma waiting to see when she would start contractions again. They started up about 15-20 minutes after delivery, like all the others, but she acted unhappy, and actually left her whelping box to come sit on me. She let me feel her and the other puppy and try to manipulate it. She seemed worried. I also got worried after awhile. I decided to let the other puppies nurse to calm Emma down while I searched the Internet for answers. I was feeling nervous and wondering if I should take her to a vet. A few minutes later, I looked at her and little Edgar was already out except for his head.

He was kinda stuck there for a little bit and I knew Emma would kill me if I tried to help, so I watched and waited. Finally, he was out, but he had inhaled fluid. He was purple around the face and feet and I was scared. I worked on cleaning out his lungs (took forever it seemed) and then finally gave him to Emma. She cleaned him up, but he still was pretty cold, so I laid out the other puppies for her to see and when she left him behind, I put him in the warm basket. He finally was warm and I was relieved.

By the way, all the first 4 pups weighed 4 oz. I think Arthur is a hair smaller, but about the same. Edgar was 6 oz, therefore he is a giant compared to the other babies....
Here's a picture of the "dog pile" ha aha haaha hahha hahaah ahahaa
I put a clean rag in for your benefit....(not really, but I like to flatter) This photo has them looking downright angelic.
Oooo, I love my puppies!!

The Life and Times of Pregnant Emma

Here's a few pictures of Emma over the last few days. The ones of her standing are from Sunday and she got MUCH bigger of the next few days. She kept hiding under our bed. The gap from the wood to the floor is really small, but somehow she would squeeze herself under it, regardless of the fact that she had a perfectly good whelping box...blah. I would have to call her and make her come out. I wasn't too keen on the idea of the birth liquids on my floor under my bed. It truly is a miracle that she could get out on Thursday when she did.

Drowning in the Hole?

Me: (calling to Eamon in the bathroom) Eamon, are you going poo?

E: Yeah, and I can see the whole thing, and it's drowning in the hole, and I can see the whole thing. (-pause-) Okay, I'm done!

Good Times!!

In case you didn't know (you didn't), I was on a Super Girls Trip to Las Vegas last Wednesday - Friday night. Of course, I haven't posted it, but Arianne, who is no slacker, has a superb recounting of our adventures together. Check it out! I might add my 2 cents later here. But she did a great job. It's chock full of laughter, tears, gas....And that was just me.

And everything she says about me, assume I was right..ha

Though I am not new to a hiatus from the blog (I take one every week....sorry) I will warn you about this one. I'm off to Girls Camp with the Young Women from our ward from Tues - Sat.

"Good times!" - Jerri Blank

Father's Day on a Unicycle

On Father's Day, we could hear the kids going up and down the stairs, and little whispers, "Shhh, don't wake Daddy...C'mon! Hurry" A little while later, they came down with an envelope. There was a drawing of a snake by Eamon...


Another drawing by Cam (Bran doing a jump on his skateboard, a snake, and Bran working on his car)

And on the back this....

There was also about $1.50 in change in the envelope...So sweet.

As for Bran's gifts from me:

A few weeks ago, Brandon sent me the video below and was all "jazzed" about it. ha Through a friend, I saw this t-shirt based on the clip. It's from the old BMX movie "Rad". As an early Father's Day gift, I gave it to him last week so he could wear it on his boys' trip to Vegas. He loved it. Here's a clip of the scene from the shirt.... WATCH IT. So bad it's good.







He also got a book called Salt Lake City: Then and Now. It shows pictures of old buildings in Salt Lake taken when they were built, and what they look like now or what is in their place if they've been demolished. He got a vintage light meter, and at the same store, I found found this beauty.....


It's an old Sears & Roebuck unicycle. He replaced the tire and gave it a whirl. Hilarity ensues.... This video is like 3 1/2 min. long, but at least watch the first minute.

And to Papa Seth, we're so glad you're our Dad, and we could spend it with you... Happy Father's Day.