PUMPKIN PATCH 2009

Anyone who lives in Bakersfield has to have heard of Murray Family Farm. We have been there a couple of times. However, this was the first year we went to the pumpkin patch (it's a patch......with pumpkins). Who would have thought one could make money on a patch of pumpkins. I hear it's pretty big money. Those pagans love their holiday traditions. In case you are wondering we are anti-pumpkin carving, and we do not place candles inside hollowed out pumpkins to represent the spirits inside. Whoa.....glad I got that off my chest. Boy do I feel better.

Anyway, we had a wonderful time on the tractor pulled hayride, the corn and potato sack mazes, the giant ant farm where people are the ants, and the pumpkin patch! It was Grants first time to the pumpkin patch. He didn't really get the concept though. He thought it was a pumpkin throwing contest and was striving for first place.

Family farms are close to my heart (Brandy is talking) because when I was a kid my grandma Dolly Barton......yes her real name is Dolly Barton......used to take all of us kids to Al Busells Ranch. I think that is how the name was spelled. It was basically the same concept as Murray Farms. We would go and pick strawberries, pumpkins, play on the hay bales and it was always a time to remember. I thought everyone went to Al Busells Ranch. I realize now that my grandma took us for the purpose of making childhood memories. Thanks Grandma Dolly! That is why I try to take my kids to Murray Farms.

My (Brandy's) mom went with us too. She is a faithful grandma to our kids. Not only does she enjoy spending time with our kids during special trips like this one, she and Demi have a Saturday night ritual where Demi spends the night at Grandmas house and all moms rules go out the window. Thanks for that one too mom. LOL. We love you.

See pictures randomly placed within the blog. I just can't figure this thing out.......curse this blogging program thingy.

BIG BEAR, CA. Grrrrr!!!

Spent a weekend in Big Bear with Brandy's Great Aunt and Uncle, JoAnn and Terry Turk, at their cabin. Man, are they fun!! And man, is Big Bear beautiful. We finally found the place we are going to retire to! This picture was taken at the marsh across from Big Bear Lake. Grant was throwing rocks in the water. You can see the beautiful trees and mountains on the other side of the marsh. Big Bear is beautiful and great for all seasons. This is also a special place for Josh and I because we were lucky enough to spend our honeymoon week in JoAnn and Terry's cabin, a wedding gift from them!

This is the back of the Turk's cabin. Josh, JoAnn, Terry, Grant, and Demi were enjoying the morning breakfast time with the local wildlife. There are a lot of gray squirrels, different types of birds, and other critters crawling around. The animals will come and eat peanuts off the patio and corn on the cob that was hung on the trees. They are pretty brave. Uncle Terry got some sap from the trees on his leg. Putting a wives tale to the test he applied mayonaise to his leg and ta da it came off. We were all impressed. Apparently one of the locals had told them about the mayonaise trick. Hmmmm.....who knew? Might come in handy on our next trip in November.......Hear that Grogan's?

Big Bear has so much to do! There is a ski resort for winter snow skiing (Do the Grogan's snow ski?) Apparently during the summer months there is aggressive down hill mountain biking where the ski resort is. No thanks. Big Bear Lake is ginormous and breath taking......hopefully we can go boating next summer when Grant is a little bigger. Water skiing anyone? Fishing? Horseback riding? Mountain climbing? Hiking? Ice Skating? Yes all these things can be done at Big Bear......not to mention......the observatory that is managed by a few Universities. They placed it at Big Bear because it is one of the places in the U.S. that has the most sunny days. Whoo Hoo you can snow ski in your bathing suit if you wanted. LOL. If you wanted to...that's all I'm saying...if you think about it. It is better to snow ski when it's warm than when it's freezing cold.....trust me.....I know.

You can also just kick back, make a fire, enjoy the stars at night, yes real live stars, we don't get them much here.......bunches of them......for real......if you think about it. What?

The Grogan's are going to join us in November. We haven't actually been there in the winter, but Brandy's aunt said that the cabin care taker would have to turn the heater on a few days in advance to make the cabin warm and cozy.......that's um a little worrisome. Well all we can say is you better bring some warm clothes. But then again maybe not.....because there is a lot of sun. Remember.....the big yellow one's the sun.....LOL!

Return from Sabbatical

I know it's been a really long time since our last post, but there is good reason for that. We just returned from our African Safari and unfortunately we did not have access to a computer while we were there. Man, did we have a great time!!!!

Well, I better come clean before I am found out. We didn't actually go on Safari. I know you are all sooooo surprised!!! We have just had some really crazy busy months. We are so glad to be back on the blog scene!!! We have missed you all!!!!

Quick updates:

Josh is still owning and working his own business. It is doing great! We are so rich (in my dreams.) Josh is teaching our churches disciple class every sunday morning and it is really flourishing with new converts. The converts are being baptized in Jesus name, and receiving the gift of the Holy Ghost, and assimilating well into the church. Josh is also on a new venture to be bring his pre-marital body back. It has been a long journey. He injured his shoulder and had to stop working out, but now it is feeling well enough to do certain excercises. No heavy weight training though. He has been working out with brother CJ Casey and doing quite well. He has lost 25 lbs and only has 322,000 lbs to go! Well not that much really. More like 25. He is doing great and even gaining belt loops back!!!!! Congratulations Babe....Keep up the good work!!!

Brandy is doing the same old stuff. Working, going to school (Master's degree & teaching credential), taking care of the home (with Josh's help!!!), and taking care of the kids (with Josh's help!!) Not much excitement here folks!!!! Sorry. However, in one year when I am done with school and all it's madness.....I will be a much more exciting person!!!!



Demi is growing up too fast and is so beautiful. She just started 2nd grade last week at Bethel Apsotolic Academy. She loves her teacher Sis. Casey and all her friends. Pastor Frost let me know that everyday Demi sees him at school she runs to him for a big hug. She really loves her Pastor. Pastor Frost tells her, "I just can't wait until tomorrow, because you get prettier every day!" He is a great Pastor!!!! Demi is so excited that she has a kitten now named, "Snickers". Quite frankly, I think it's possibly the ugliest cat on Earth, but Demi disagrees. They cuddle and sleep together all night in Demi's bed. Which I just think is totally disgusting. There is no telling what critters that cat is hiding in its fur.



Grant is almost 21 months. He is learning all sorts of new words. If only I spoke Telegu (the language his babysitter speaks to him) I could probably understand what he was saying. No really he is also saying English words. He says, caca (I don't think this is really English, but I know you all know what it means), mama, dada, ball, airplane(sort of), kitty(sort of), more(pronounced MO), Ama(mom in Telegu). The tiny tyrant is still ruling the house! He already beats Demi up with a wiffle ball bat and whatever else he can get in his hands. He is so smart too. The other day he got two spatulas and pushed a chair up to the stove so he could cook! Of course I stopped him. Hey this could work out in later years though!!!! I wonder if he would like to do laundry too?

MANSION IN SKY

We just closed escrow and boy are we EXCITED!!!!

Here's a picture of the "Guest House" entrance

Check out the pool

Join us for dinner???

The Main Entrance

The View

Walking on Sheet's of gold, real gold 23.5 K

John 14:1 Let not your heart be troubled: ye believe in God, believe also in me.

John 14:2 In my Father's house are many mansions: if it were not so, I would have told you. I go to prepare a place for you.

John 14:3 And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come again, and receive you unto myself; that where I am, there ye may be also.

The above pictures are pictures of Hearst Castle......a man made castle. The man has perished and the castle remains. We serve God because we love Him, not because of the mansions he has promised. He said "If you love me, keep my commandments." One of the greatest commandments I have found is John 3:7 "Marvel not that I said unto thee, Ye must be born again." He has built the mansions and has prepared a place for us because he loves us. Soon this world will perish, but the mansions He has built will remain. I choose to dwell in those mansions how about you?

Until then I guess I will visit the sheets of gold, until I can walk on the streets of gold!

"the BBQ king"

You are gazing upon smoked tri-tip and ribs. A six hour process. Brought to you by Brett Burton, my brother-in-law. The man knows what he is doing when it comes to smokin meat! Brett is married to my sister Sarah "Bug". We really enjoy having family time with them and it's not just because of his mad BBQ skills. Keep up the smokin good work Brett!!!! We love you guys!!!!!

Sunday Fun!

OK. Boys......disgusting little creatures. This is Grant eating a chocolate candy still wrapped in the foil. We had a difficult time removing this one from his mouth. He was like a pit bull on a pork chop according to Josh.

This post is specifically for "Kokie Girl". Easter Sunday morning I was home with Grant doing homework and suddenly realized I did not hear anything in the house. With children silence equals trouble. I went searching and found him in Josh's bathroom. Grant was having a ball. He found Demi's Hello Kitty electric tooth brush and was swirling it in the toilet and then brushing his teeth! He is quite the one for hygiene. He had been doing this for a while because his entire shirt was soaked!!! I wanted to throw up....I was so disgusted. I screamed and washed him up and couldn't wait until Josh came home and received the nagging of his life!!!

I did yell at Josh and told him, once again, please close the toilet and the bathroom door. He said "Yes dear", once again. That afternoon Grant again had disappeared. I found him......you guessed it.......in Josh's bathroom shoving towels in the toilet!!! Apparently he thought they needed washed...and if it's clean enough for your tooth brushing then why not clean the towels there too?

So I made Josh get the towel out. Hmmmmmm.......I wonder if Josh has learned his lesson?

I do have to admit that even though I have to put up with Josh's forgetfulness about closing toilets and such.......he could possibly be the best husband and father on planet Earth. This is true.

You Rock Baby Girl!!!!

Proud mom and dad want to give a "shout out" to our baby girl Demicans.

Demi has really learned a lot in Sister Caseys first grade class....including how to be more independently responsible for completing her work. Sister Casey has a tough job and with her help and expertise I think we have helped Demi to reach a monumental point in life and academia.

Two words.....Time Management!!! This may be a strange concept for a first grader to need to learn, but in our household time is a precious commodity. For the past few weeks Demi has successfully been completing or almost completing all her work in class and then what she does not finish she does at day care after school. She is trying really hard and we are so proud of her.

Yesterday Demi did not do her homework at day care......I think spring break messed up her system and she forgot. Anyway, she woke up today and on her own did her homework before going to school!!!!! How's that for first grade motivation!!!! She is growing up so fast and becoming a little funny lady!!! She is doing so well in school and received all A's and one B on her report card!!!! WOW!!!

We would like to thank all the school staff and day care staff support that help our family every day!

"SWEET BABY JESUS"

Baby Firo is a real live miracle baby, so how appropriate that he should play baby Jesus in our church Easter play.

Baby Nate is the newborn son of Richard and Jessica Firo. He is a baby of promise. He did a great job of remembering his lines and gave such an amazing performance portraying Christ as a baby in the "Messiah" play. He seemed to really enjoy the bright blue lights on the stage. He did not cry and looked bright eyed at the crowd!

He is perfect in every way.....if you don't believe me just ask his parents. Congratulations Richard and Jessica and great job baby Nate!

The Left Shoulder

I was honored to play in last Novembers annual church football game. The Youth against the Oats. In other words....the young against the has beens. Usually the youth really sock it to us, but this year they didn't fair so well. I don't want to mention the score, but it was like 60 something to 7, and a lot of fun.

It was all fun and games until someone hurt their shoulder. That would be me. I played 6 years of football at a competitive level and I personally love the sport. Strategy, physical contact, execution of athletic skill on the fly. However, at the age 32 chasing a 17 year old who has more energy than the energizer bunny, not to mention a great set of wheels, and a competitive spirit, my mind (ego) chooses to mislead me into thinking that I could catch him.

Allow me to set the stage. Fourth quarter, they were down by a ton, and this kid was determined to score. Well, I was just as determined not to let him. I was playing inside line-backer and he was playing tail-back. He ran the ball to the right. I predicted his path and chose my angle. I pushed him to the side line and at this point in an organized level of football my job would have been successful. In football an inside line-backers job is to make the tackle on the run, stuff the hole, or push the runner to the outside. In which, the outside line-backer would execute his duty of pushing him back to the inside. Well, my outside line-backer was no where to be found leaving the 17 year old (130 lbs) and the 32 year old (230 lbs) all alone. Needless to say Jordan Johnson turned the corner, hit the after burners and took off like a gazelle. My 32 year old mind told me I could still catch him, if and only if I dove. So I did, and I missed. With my left arm completely extended I hit the ground and heard a loud POP! I jumped up like nothing happened, and it didn't hurt, but I knew I was in trouble. However, I still thought I would be better in a few weeks, so I continued playing.

Here it is over four months later and my shoulder is still killing me and I can't lift my arm past a 45 degree angle without feeling excruciating pain! I was told that shoulders usually heal in three months so I refused to see the doctor....because I AM A MAN! Doctors are for sissy's, and injuries are for the feeble. LOL......just joking.

My wife told me that they had a meeting at work about laying people off due to the economic downturn, and since she carries our insurance through her work I figured it might be a good idea to get my shoulder looked at now while we still have insurance. Not that she is getting laid off, but just in case.

So I went to Dr. Chang and he said, "You have shouder injury u need x-way. X-way no show u notting, u need specawist. But fust u go x-way. Insuwance all cwazy. Don't do nutting wight." LOL hence the name Change. I got a copy of the x-rays and Dr. Chang was right......x-ways no show nutting. I made an appointment for March 30th with the specialist. I closed my shop early potentially losing customers and money and showed up at the specialists office with my x-rays. I found out upon arrival that the specialist was on VACATION! Sorry for the inconvenience, but the specialist will not be able to see you until April 8th.


Keep you posted.

Poo Poo Surprise!

Well my husband does not necessarily agree with me "blogging" this story. But it's my turn to "blog" and I can "blog" it if I want to.

I love my kids so much. I realize a tremendous difference between the female type and the male type of children. My son does things my daughter never did....hit me, slap me, scream and bite me, and then give me a kiss like it's all okay. When an elder in the church warns my husband that he is going to need handcuffs and shackels to contain my 16 month old son in church, there might be a problem.

Sunday morning we all sleep in a little late. It was about 7:45am and Josh and I hear Grant yelling from his crib, "Ma!" He repeats this over and over while shaking his crib continuously. He only does this when he has pooped in his diaper and wants to be cleaned right away. Knowing the certain yell of the poo poo call I tiredly asked Josh to go get Grant. He also knowing the poo poo call said, "no, he pooped," and then closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, with a smirk. So I being the good parent got up and went to get the baby.

Upon entering his bedroom the smelly evidence of what he had done hit me hard. I approached his bed and he very quickly stood up and held his right hand out to me and said, "Ma!" I looked at his hand and quickly realized what I saw. His hand was covered in you know what. I quickly surveyed the bed and the rest of the baby. Yes folks, it was every where!! It was on the sheets, blankets, crib bars, and the baby!!!!

I opened the bedroom window, grabbed Grant and put him in the bathtub and scrubbed him with bleach. (Not really, just baby soap.) I removed all the bedding and washed it immediately and then disinfected the crib.

This whole playing in his poop seems to be a problem. I am not sure if he is trying to take the diaper off or just investigate what is in it, but he keeps sticking his hands in there. How does a parent stop this from happening?

I know.....I'll duck tape his diaper to him so he can't possibly reach the stinky poo.

The Lighter Side of the Amazon in Iquitos, Peru

The lady in the background is Sister Nix, the missionary's wife from Lima Peru, (if not one of the best hostess' ever), thanks Sis. Nix!

In this picture you can see one of the native Amazonian rats. They are nocturnal hunters......just kidding. I can't remember for the life of me what kind of animal/rodent this one is. It was pretty interesting and friendly.





This is me the snake wrangler! This picture does not do the snake justice. That was a big snake! He was a hisser.

This is a sloth. Yes, a real live sloth. This was a fascinating creature. They actually had two of them, and while they were in their cage you could observe them eating. What was neat about this observation is how incredibly slow they functioned. Fascinating.

Now this guy, he was a blast. Very observant fellow and not bashful at all. I extended my hand to him and he extended his to mine. He began licking my hand and then I realized he was actually licking a wound I had on my hand. Pretty much freaked me out, wondering what kind of amazonian monkey Peruvian germ I was contracting. At this point it was too late we were friends to the end. He would not let go of my hand and after standing there for a few minutes I began to get nervous. The rest of the pack had left except for Brian Gregg who was getting a great kick out of this and fortunately videoing the whole event. I will attempt to post a video stream in the future. I started to walk and he started to swing from my arm. I was quite surprised at his rather dense frame. He was much heavier than he appeared and very strong. He was able to maneuver around me ,like I was a set of monkey bars. His tail......Wow.......it's functional. He was able to hang from my arm by his tail, swing around to my leg, crawl up my side, dig in my pockets, only to be disappointed, look me in the eyes, crawl up my back, yank the hat off of my head, and try to jump off and run away. Ha, ha, ha not so fast Mr. Monkey. I snagged my hat back during his escape, put it back on my head and the guy didn't even hit the ground and he was back up my leg and to my shoulders and trying to steal my hat once again. Once he realized he was not going to make off with my hat he started to lick the back of my neck. He was really starting to freak me out. So I ran to the native and told her to get him off of me. She yelled at him in Spanish and he didn't listen so I used my hat to lure him off of me. It worked....but if it hadn't I was ready to jump in the river.

More to come soon. Don't want to bore you.

Okay, okay, okay. My side of the hair-cut story......



First of all, in case you haven't noticed, I am going bald. So this is a touchy subject for me. Although I will be the first to admit I am going bald, I am a big enough man to admit, I admire another man with a full head of hair. I am not in denial about my going bald, so I like to keep my hair cut very short.....one and a half on the sides faded in to a very short top. Follow the natural (receding) hair line in the front....and its a no maintenance issue. Not picky, just particular.



So on my recent trip to Peru after the Iquitos portion and prior to the Cusco portion I seized the opportunity to get my long over due hair cut, after ordering my drink from Starbucks in the Lima International Airport (Lima is the capital of Peru of which we did most of our flying out of) so I knew it very well (we were there eight times). I sat down in the chair realizing I had approximately twenty minutes prior to boarding the plane. As I was sitting there I started to get a little nervous realizing the time was getting cut short. I also realized the language barrier between the barber and I was becoming a problem. I tried to use sign language and broken Spanish and long loud drawn out words (learned from Pastor Rev. Bishop Leon Frost), none of which seemed to be working. I even drew her a picture for crying out loud! There hair cut was getting worse by the snip, and I would never admit this to my friends, but I was really starting to stress about the time. I was starting to think that this was not only a bad idea, but bad timing.



My new found revelation....in the United States we do things at a much quicker pace. Something that would take literally seven minutes, takes thirty in Peru, if they are in a hurry. So I finally tell the lady, Esta Bien (It's good), Alto (Stop). At about that time a good friend of mine Larry Faulkner (Larren Kaufman) comes around the corner with eye balls the size of Un Nuevo Sol, or one Peruvian dollar (about the size of a silver dollar). He says, "What in the world are you doing man, everyone is freaking out looking for you?" "We have to hurry they are going to be boarding soon." Little did he know we had seventy two hours before the plane would actually leave. My response was, "I'm getting a hair cut." (The worst and longest hair cut of my life). Then I said, "Since we're in a hurry can you grab my coffee from Starbucks?" He laughed and abliged. He then headed back to the angry pack,(Grrrrrrrr, Hisssssssssssssss, Hissssssssssss). I was still tied up.



Two things I must point out: I pride myself in being a communicator, and I totally blew this one. I didn't even tell them where I was. It was unintentional, but extremely inconsiderate. Thus I will eat the humble pie for quite some time to come.



I paid the lady, grabbed my coffee, and put my hat extremely snug to conceal the damage. I looked like a leopard for crying out loud, I mean literally patches were gone! As I rounded the corner Elder Nix (missionary) looked, laughed, and said, "hurry up we have to pay our airport taxes." We checked through security and caught up with the gang, and sat and waited for twenty minutes to board the plane. Glaring stares pierced through my clothes and burned holes in my soul, and I deserved every one of them. I will never forget Bro.Bradfords smirk that read "OOOOh you are gonna get it!" Sis. Bradfords look said "Don't look to me for help!" Pastor was pacing and ready to put me over his knee for making him worry so much.



Later that day when all was well the clan requested to view the all important hair cut. I refused to take off my hat and told them, "It's like poker, you have to pay to see." Truth be told I was embarrassed at the horrible hair cut and not communicating with the clan of where I was.



Once again, I apologize, but it all worked out.



However, My motto is "Live a little", or in my case "Live a whole bunch!"

PERU UPDATE COMING SOON, AS SOON AS MY UNNAMED FRIEND GIVES ME MY PICS BACK***HINT*** KB

Well, we are finally joining the ranks of everyone else in this high tech era! We officially have a blog for our friends & family.....thanks to my very intelligent husband. There is no way I would have ever figured out how to do this, even with written directions and blog templates to choose from!

Josh kindly said I could be the first the enter a post. He is so sweet! After reading other peoples posts I realize how nerve racking it is to actually create my own. I feel like I am suppose think of more creative stuff than y'all! News Flash!!!~!! I am not that creative.

Quick Family Update:

In February Josh went on a short mission trip to Peru with our Pastor and his wife as well as three other couples from our church. Josh was the only one without his spouse. (Some people have to stay home and work and take care of the kids....I am sure they are not bitter.) He had a fabulous time tormenting everyone else on the trip.

The group was able to attend many church services in Lima, Iquitos, and village churches in the Amazon. People received the Holy Ghost and our group was very blessed and forever changed by the experience. Josh can't wait until he gets to return! (Hopefully I can go then.....like I said I am not bitter.)

I realize how awesome the trip must have been with people receiving the Holy Ghost and repenting and all, but I think I am mostly upset that I didn't get to play with the monkeys in the Amazon and see the big pink fresh water dolphins! Hmmmmm....maybe my priorities are not straight? I should pray about this.

I missed Josh tremendously while he was gone. It was really weird being alone all the time. I was not a happy camper those two weeks. However, I really pushed him to go because I know these opportunities don't come up as often as we wish. I am glad he went and even happier he is home!

Josh will go into more detail about his trip later and post pictures as well.

Demi Scott: Baby Girl

Demi is my big first grader now. I can't believe she is so big and beautiful! She is in love with her daddy. I like to compare their relationship to an intense teenage love affair! I mean she is really in love with her daddy!!!!! She cried almost every night while he was in Peru! It was so horrible. She is the epitome of a daddy's girl.

Demi lost three teeth this last week, two on the same day! That makes a total of....I think six lost teeth. I believe she has the highest lost tooth count in her class! Talk about a high achiever! That's my girl. She also is excelling in her hand writing. She writes absolutely beautiful cursive writing.....her Hebrew is coming along as well. LOL.

Demi is becoming more and more hilarious as she gets older. She is really fun! It is really crazy when you realize as a parent that your child is actually creating jokes of their own and understanding humor more and more.

Grant: The Tiny Tyrant

Grant is now fifteen months old and has slept all night for the past five nights. Usually he wakes up any where between 3 and 42 times a night. Not sure why, but I would really like to know so I can make it stop!!!! Working and having an infant all at the same time is entirely over rated!!!! However, I am keeping my fingers, toes, arms, legs, and eyes crossed that he is finally out of that horrible stage!!!

Grant has been walking for the past few months and is now working on his run! Watch out! This kid is a maniac.....hmmmm.......I wonder where he gets it? (Josh) He is so fun! He and Demi have formed a special bond as playmates. Plus Demi finally has someone to boss around and he is too small to realize he is getting bossed around so they are perfect for each other right now. He thinks they are just playing all the time.

He also is a high achiever in the teeth department. He has pretty had a mouth full of them from birth.....and he knows how to use them. OUCH!

Who knew having kids would be so great!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It's just to bad that everyone else has to settle with their own and can't have special ones like mine!

Me~Brandy :

I am working on my Master's degree and Credential in Special Education. I work and take care of my family as well. I don't know what I was thinking!!!! Everyday I tell myself that I am doing this so I can have summers off with my kids and get off earlier in the day and have all the vacation days my kids will have off of school.....these thoughts keep me motivated. These are the only things that keep me motivated.....because this is a lot of stress, work, and MONEY!!!

Well this is the year I will be 30!!!! I remember always hearing people be depressed over turning 30 and I have to say I don't understand this! I am looking forward to be 30!!!! Does this make me weird? I believe it is because we (Josh and I) have worked really hard these last 8 years and I am hoping that my 30's will not require so much work! Something to look forward to I guess, or at least hope for! All I know is that life, marriage, kids etc. just get better and better if you work at it and let God in!

So on the point of being 30 this year.....I started lifting weights at home. I used to run and lift weights and do all kinds of sports and physical activities.....now I sit all day at a desk and barely have time at home for anything but kids and husband. So I created my own 30 minutes work out session that I do in four blocks and in between when I am resting I do homework!! Multi-tasking!!! Sorry Bro. and Sis. Bradford I can't compete with y'all and your P90X bods!!!!

My husband is making fun of me for my very long blog and says if people read this whole thing it is only because we are related!

The good thing about being married to Josh is that I have a perfect case study for my Special Education classes. (He said so himself!)