Posting at my own risk!

Hi! It's Kayla. Mom told me to post some stuff that's been going on in my life and I'm very willing to! But I'm going to be honest... I'm an inept blogger. I'll try to make it look decent. :) This weekend was the barbershop festival! And my boyfriend's quartet "Some Guys" sang "A Spoonful of Sugar." (Yes that's their name; They were Jordan and the Beards, but being students at BYUI kind of ruined that since the only facial hair allowed is a  mustache. I've got mild issues with that, but that's life I guess. haha). Anyways, they asked me to make a cameo as Mary Poppins!!

Here's the link.

There's another video that I like better on my friend's facebook, but she has privacy settings that won't let strangers view her stuff, which is a good thing even if I'd rather everyone saw that one. It's from the second night and we all do better. Plus, Kerry is pretty hilarious in that one. We got into it more the second night. The one above is still good. It's from the first night. Thanks to Kerry's mom for recording it! :)

I Live On The Frozen Tundra

 This is where I live.

 All things bright and beautiful, right? Look at that sky!

 Yes, but it is so crazy cold! It's like -11 with the windchill, and it's supposed to be -30 tonight.

 Please can I just stay in my bed? It is so snuggly and warm. I love me some flannel sheets.

I woke up this morning feeling like I wanted to stay in bed with the covers over my head.

(So instead I went for a drive in the cold and took pictures. Brrr!)

I am just feeling so bogged down by life. Why  do things have to be so blasted hard sometimes? We need for Ross to get a job so bad. I keep waiting for the blessing to come.

I really need to find that pavilion that is talked about in the 27th psalm.

I know I have so much to be grateful for. I know Heavenly Father is always mindful of me and those I love.

But sometimes I feel a bit desolate.

I need to be shown on a grand scale and in an obvious way that He is there for me. (Think 2x4 upside the head). I need Him to show me the pavilion where He hides and protects me.
And also, Spring, please come soon.

I think I'll grab a warm blankie and reread the 27th Psalm. 

Stay warm! Love, Kim

Yes, Another Birthday

Here is a picture of my beautiful and silly children. Emma, the lovely bride, turned twenty one yesterday.

I can't believe that she can be that old, since I hardly feel older than that myself. Emma brought such a spirit of peace with her when she came to our family. She makes really good choices (most of the time), and you can trust what she tells you. She was born with more hair than most adults have now. As  baby she never cried unless she was too hot. She went through a tree climbing phase that lasted well into young women's. Yes, in a dress. She loved to wear hats from infancy until her teen years, and she could always make me laugh.  Emma can play almost any instrument you put in front of her.  Over all she's a pretty darn fantastic human being. See the guy next to her? That's her sweetheart, Evan. Oh, why the fingers by the noses, you ask? They all have a mustache drawn on. Haha.

Happy Birthday, Em! Love you , Darlin"!

Getting Better. Not Just Older, Right?

 Today the Boss turned 47.  Should I be announcing that to the world?

It seems like our world has such an obsession with youth.  In truth, we just keep getting smarter.  That doesn't mean that we don't still make stupid mistakes on a regular basis, just that maybe our choices are better than they might have been in the past.

 We had a little candle shortage.  Had to make do with the "4" and some squiggly leftovers from Mia's cake.

 Frightened by the blueberry cream cheese pie. Yikes!

 The reactions.

 And what happened the rest of the day.  I know, I know.  His eyes are closed.

That's what he does when a camera comes out.  There will be eye closing and general grimacing.

 Watching Stargate.  I know.  We're huge nerds.

So anyway, Another day older and hopefully another day smarter. 

Here's to 50 more!  Love you, Baby!

Repost of B-day Video. View at Your Own Risk.

Remember, It is tradition to sing as loud and bad as possible.

Here for your viewing pleasure (or pain if that's what you're into)

Sweet Seventeen and Really Bad Singing

(Mia and Dad)

Maybe someday I will learn how to put the words in between the pictures. For now, they must come after. Hey, at least I figured how to load the pics, right?
Seventeen years ago today, at 6:35 in the morning I had a brand new sweet little girl. Look at her now. What a beautiful amazing talented girl! She's my right hand , I tell ya.  How did I get so lucky? Or blessed?
It was a crazy day today, because I worked, then shopped, then cleaned, then taught a piano lesson, then made cake (in a manner of speaking), then had birthday. Whew! Thank heavens for Mandy, who did the bulk of the b-day shopping. I just plain ran out of time. We hit the jackpot of clearance items. I suppose it's tacky to day that about presents, but hey!, we're on a budget over here.
A word of caution: watch video at your own risk. Tradition dictates that we sing as loudly and as badly as humanly possible. It's truly painful to hear. Don't say I didn't warn you. It's hard to believe we are singers all.

In other news, Mandy has a job interview with Jimmy Johns tomorrow. Yay! Here's hoping for employment.
I have so much more to say, but I need to go to bed so bad. So for now I close with the song I used to sing to the kids when they were little;(to the tune of the old Lawrence Welk song)

Good night, sleep tight, don't let the bedbugs bite.

If they do, eat a few, they don't know what they do.

And now that we're all in bed:

Go to sleep, don't say a peep, they're all in your head.

goodnight all! Kim

Trying Again

So I tried to start a family blog a couple of years ago, so I could communicate with my college kids... And share our lives far apart... Can you say,"NO SUPPORT!"? Holy goodness, it was bad. They weren't just not for it, they were downright against it.

As Michael Buble would say, "It's a new dawn, it's a new day..." Suddenly they are in. And so's Ross.("We should have a blog!") Well then. Here we go again.

Are you feeling the joy of the new year? I so am. Even with the tricky challenges we are having. Ross has been out of work for several months now, with three jobs falling through in that time. Argh! We've had a wedding, adding a new member to our family, a graduation, sent another kid off to college. Much change. But also so many blessings. Some downright miracles. Truly. Heavenly Father never forgets us.

I feel so hopeful for this new beginning, this fresh start. It's like getting a redo button every year.

Remember when you were a little kid and you would fight with your best friend? You would cry and be angry and maybe even whack each other or tell your mom. And then it was over. You were off riding bikes or making bird nests with grass clippings and mud or bathing kitties in a bucket in the barn with the fight completely forgotten. It was a constant new start.And each new year can be that too. A redo. And I'm ready!