It's a topsie turvy world that we live in...

We spoke to the family that was in this car and they are fine, just really shakin' up. We're so glad for the moisture but hate the havoc the weather can cause. I would like to learn how they ended upside down...

Honk, honk, rattle, rattle, CRASH, beep, beep!

On the road again! Here we are, once again on the move. This is us trying to pass through Spanish Fork Canyon but there has been several accidents so we need to wait until they are cleared up. We will try once more to get through, but if the weather and roads aren't much better we will stay home in Provo. Well, as you can see by my photos, we are going on to Parachute. This trip is working my last nerve though... If I didn't know my truck and how well she does in weather and roads such as these, I would stay home. I love my truck!

Windmills at the foot of Spanish Fork Canyon

We are finally allowed access up the canyon. We had to wait for about two hours while the accidents we're being cleared. Fun...Fun...FUN!

Great grandmother meeting newest member of her family...Shayley Morgan

Some of these people you may recongize, Stephanie, Bobbie, Chelsea and Shayley, Justin and Austin, and Randy. Justin is the father of Austin and Shayley. Stehpanie is Randy's second oldest child and Chelsea is Randy's youngest child. Hey Cortney, can you see the vase you gave us for Christmas sitting on the fireplace mantle? I love it. It is one of my favorite things.

A small Mott reunion...

Randy's mother and husband came to Provo this evening for a short visit. They live in St. George but traveled to Provo today and will head out tomorrow morning for Vernal. Aunt Mabel's {Bobbie's sister} husband died yesterday and the funeral is on Monday. This is the first time Randy's mother has been to our home. It was a highly anticipated event! We were anxious to see and visit with them. It was the first time for Bobbie to meet Shayley too. The picture is of Stephanie, Bobbie, Chelsea holding Shayley, and of course, me. Bobbie took us to dinner at Goodwood. We had a delightful but all to short visit.

Yeah, I need a lot of help...tee hee

Oh crap, the post didn't print like I wrote it. Oh well...

We're home, we have a new granddaughter, and we're tickled "Puh-nink"!

Meet Austin and the newest member of our family, Shayley. She arrived on March 14, 2009. She weighed six pounds and is eighteen and one half inches long. Perfect features and blonde hair, like her mother. Austin is so full of energy! He loves to play with Poppa,aka, Randy. They are very entertaining, for when these two get together, anything and everything is going to happen. We just move out of the way and turn them loose!

We're glad to be home. We've had alot to do and still do! " Tyrone, you know how I love watching you work. But I've got my countries 500th anniversary to arrange, my wedding to plan, my wife to murder, and Gildor to frame for it. I'm swamped." I have spent the last several days going to doctors and the dentist. Ya know what they say, "Get some rest. If you haven't got your health, you haven't got anything." The good news is, is Randy and I will have our colonoscopies this Friday morning. " Now who would have thought this to be good news?" Anywho...I for one, will be very glad to get this done. As for me going to the dentist two days ago, presents to me another problem. I believe I have an infection which has robbed me of sleep. So, I guess it is my turn to be a little silly and present this absurd poem that rattled around in my noggin'!

LIFE IS BUT A TRIP

Roll, roll, roll, my wheels, for I'm not that wise.

Over height and overweight makes an oversize.

Roll, roll, roll, my wheels, mashing on the petal.

Reaching heights with oversize and all that heavy metal.

Roll, roll, roll, my wheels, protecting all the crew.

Directing traffic, guiding trucks, it's my job to do.

Roll, roll, roll, my wheels, another chance to give,

oil rigs and company men a brand new place to live.

Roll, roll, roll, my wheels, protect the heavy haul.

Keepem' rollin', forging on. Never letem' fall.

Roll, roll, roll, my wheels, NEVER go off track.

If I do, I'll hit a tree, and then a great big WHACK!

Roll, roll, roll, my wheels, what's a small detour?

Climbing mountains, down their sides. What are pilots for?

Roll, roll, roll, my wheels, no matter what the cost.

Keepem' rollin', never stop...even though we're lost!

Roll, roll, roll, my wheels, though the road is sloppy.

Watch for deer and huge pot holes. Driver?...do you copy?

Roll, roll, roll, my wheels, what channel are we on?

Last time I knew, and you should too, is the one we're talking on.

Roll, roll, roll, my wheels, gettin' in the groove.

Going places meant for goats, on a constant move.

Roll, roll, roll, my wheels, Oh for goodness sakes.

Don't look down, we're still on ground, doin' what it takes.

Roll, roll, roll, my wheels, are we having fun?

Hold on tight and say your prayers , and let's getter' done!

Roll, roll, roll, my wheels, wherever I am sent.

Right on through and off the edge, just because I went!

Roll, roll, roll, my wheels, sixteen hours a day.

Trying hard to remember WHY? Oh yeah...we do it for the pay.

Roll, roll, roll, my wheels, trying not to slip.

Up, then down, and all around...LIFE IS BUT A TRIP!

You would think that I've had way too much time on my hands! Thanks Darci for changing my background paper. Excellent choice. As soon as I get all my doctoring done, Stephanie said that she will be glad to teach me how to blog better. I'm lookin' forward to it and then I won't be such a pain to all "of yous."