How deep is your LOVE? How DEEP is your love?

So I just spent I don't know how many minutes hand-adding all my iTunes from my external hard drive to my new computer hard drive, then discovered that none of the songs would play when I ejected, rejected, or whatever it is you do to something attached to your computer.  Then read that I have to let iTunes find them, or something.  Now they're uploading/downloading/whatever.

And I'm currently listening to this gorgeous, old, overplayed song.  I don't care, I love the Bee Gees.  It would take some serious deprogramming to get them out of my romantic little 70s girl heart.

My recently-turned-16 daughter has started dating.  In the last eight days she has dated the same boy twice - he asked her, then she asked him.  First a trip to P-town to enjoy the weird, then today a picnic and Frisbee at a nearby park.  He's a seriously cute kid and it's fun and exciting, but of course we're worrying our butts off.  Today I lectured her about the need for group dating and coached her about having double date buddies in the ward... Dude, I was just there.  Like, yesterday.  Ric and I went sledding on Valentine's Day and had a great time.  He turned 16 in October and I the next January, and he waited till I had my birthday so we could go on our first-ever date together.  The man was made of gold.

On a completely different topic, and kind of gripey, so just skip it if you want: 

Does it seem like Facebook is just a pain in the butt now?  It does to me right this minute.  The novelty has finally worn off.  The many arbitrary "upgrades" have killed the enjoyment.  I've caught up with most of the people I care to catch up with.  I'm kind of done.  

So, what's next?  Is there anything else left to conquer, out there in Father Al's glorious Internet universe?  I've decided to stay off Pinterest....

What are your thoughts, Hobson?

That awkward moment

When you find yourself praying 

"Please let it be hemorrhoids." 

A male child has reported seeing a "significant" amount of blood where it should not be, i.e., in the loo. Appointment with the doctor in twoish hours. 

Prayers are great. 

Snickering is fine too. His sister has already expressed her worry that the doctor will have to "look at his butt," which to her would seriously be a fate worse than death. The laugh cat is out of the bag already. It's OK. 

We Are the Champions

Hooray!!!!

Spotted in the wild

The manly man triumphs over the meadow-like local terrain.

Also:

Randomness

Some pics from Hubby's Facebook wall.
1) Hubby and Carter accompanied Harrison on a ward Young Men campout.

The group

Make a wish!  With Sean W

2) Harrison's track meet performing the long jump.

In other news: C has picked out the introduction to "I'll Tumble 4 Ya" on the piano. I love it so much.

Also: I found this note in one of the kids' school backpacks, and I'd like to know why Alyssa's homework neglect is my problem.

Mock. Si. Ing. Si. Bird. Si. Si. Si.

We're eating at Shari's and I'm doing my best Melissa Cordova music-over-the-PA analysis, especially since "The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald" is playing.

Apparently Shari's targets 50-year-olds with an affinity for chicken strips and loaded mashed potatoes.

"Sometimes... All I need is the pie that I eat and to love you"

Epic Battle

Warm Stove Burner vs Potato Chip Bag

Quotes

"Life is what happens to you while you're busy making other plans..."

- John Lennon

"There are only two kinds of women -

goddesses and doormats."

- Pablo Picasso

Graves with the Family

We had a great weekend with my dad's family - Dad, Uncle John & Aunt Karen, Jen and her girls, Neenaw and Aunt Ramona all came and spent the weekend and decorated the family graves here with us.

Gran's great grandchildren cleaning his headstone

Camrynn, Sienna, Roz, Carter

Sienna & Roz, Harrison on Brian's lap, Carter

Neenaw's parents

Aunt Rose (Grandma's sister) and Uncle Kenneth

Uncle John & Neenaw

"Haudy", Neenaw's younger brother

Carter

Roz, Uncle John, Camrynn, Carter

Aunt Karen, Carter

Carter, Jetta, Roz, Harrison, Camrynn

Neenaw's paternal grandmother

Hubby and Uncle John

Rosalind

Jen & Hubby

Aunt Ramona, Neenaw, Hubby

Carter and Harrison playing Ninja

Camrynn

Camrynn, Harrison and Hubby with Uncle John Keithler, Neenaw's older brother

Wax Museum: And That's What Seaman Said

Carter was in the Wax Museum play at school.

Developments

Happy: Monica and Chandler, my Bing cherry trees, are bearing fruit!

 Sad: Mrs. Duck abandoned her nest.

Also: I'm watching Evanescence perform on Conan and thinking 

WHERE THE HECK HAVE I BEEN?

Memorial Day 2012

Oregon Zoo

We dressed all five kids in zebra stripes and will be visiting the lions shortly.

The lionesses weren't interested in our children... this place is a rip-off

S'mores on the patio

It's a good life.

Big Sliver!

We kind of made a bad choice today when we followed our big brothers and Tyson over to our school, and we didn't wear shoes, and we climbed on top of a wooden picnic table and got a NASTY sliver in our foot. I don't know how the boys got her home, but they managed somehow. I took one look at the thing and called the HMO immediately. They were all for bringing her in.

It's a good thing we like to read.

YUCK.  Don't even want to think about how that felt.

Waiting to see the doctor.  Beary makes everything better. 

Numbing cream which unfortunately didn't numb it. 

The sliver went deeper than the doctor originally thought, so Roz had to have some anesthetic injected into her foot... poor thing.  She was not a fan, to say the least.  The doctor pulled out a big chunk but a few fibers were left inside her foot, so he had to cut her skin to get the rest of it out.  

But finally... Sliver's out!  Yay!

Bandaged up...

Ready to go home.  She was so big!

More Randomness

Bella and her orchestra

Rozzie at the rib restaurant

Lightning strikes!!  This was across the street from Bella's school.

And of course the kids had to bring home a piece of tree.

Also, some Just Dance.

Got to dance-ance.  Got to boogie-oogie.