"I just wish I would have......"

Today I am just cruising around,

getting random loose ends tied up, and so forth.

But I keep wanting to come in here and write a few words.

So dang it,

I'm doing it!

Yesterday while I was volunteering at Our Clubs desk,

 after my class,

one of the older gentlemen who comes in every 

Thursday like clock work

checked in with his tag.

Then he asked me what I was reading now.

He always asks,

most weeks I have moved on to another book or project.

(I am listening to this months book club title on cd,

so I decided to bring this book given to me by V a while back.

I am excited to get into it.

I keep moving on to the next thing before I have a chance to fit this guy in.

I am finally ready.)

I held up the book for him to see.

Hmmmmm.....

it seems like you are always into goals and doing and going.

Don't you just want to take a break?

No way.

I love it.

I love having a new goal or challenge to think about and work on.

ok.

and he walked off for his work out.

On his way out he stopped back by for just a second and said,

You know, 

I was thinking about my life and how I have lived it.

and I just wish I had done one thing differently.

what's that?

I wish I had taken more time to do the things that made me happy.

I wasted so much time drinking,

and doing useless things....

I wish I had been more happy.

I said, well, it's not too late....!

What about now?

Are you happy now?

Heavens yes!

I'm as happy as a dog laying in the warm sun.

I've been thinking about that.

One thing that made me very happy this past week or so was 

the gift of a new faucet from Kevin.

K put this off until we were in crisis mode and the faucet you 

see below was spouting and dripping water below the sink.

So he didn't have much choice in the matter at that point.

But the point is.....

I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE our new faucet so much.

It is a delight to use.

It turns with almost no effort at all from sink to sink.

Its water stream is very powerful, so much so that I can't even turn

it on all the way because water will rebound up into the window

if I am squirting out a bowl or spoon or something.

I don't mind that....

just learning how to handle this new fella.

It switches to spray with a gentle nudge of a button....and the spray 

stays on until I push the button again.

I really enjoy how the small handle is used to turn the water on and off.

I can't explain it to you....it would take too many words,

just trust me that it is awesome.

I am grateful for small things that make life so fantastic.

I am grateful to hear about others experiences

so I can learn from them....

and either try and emulate or live my life differently according 

to what makes me happy.

I am grateful that I can sit down and write just because I am 

happy about my faucet.

It is not a waste of time......

It makes me happy.

Capturing Those Special Moments.....

We have just celebrated two milestone birthdays in our home.

Lawson turned 12 on September 8th.

He will be passing the sacrement with his brothers 

this coming Sunday!

and McCauley turned 8 on the 14th.

Her baptism is Sunday as well.

Now.....listen....

It is not my fault that there is tons more footage from 

M's party.

Girls like to participate in pictures.

They will actually try to help you get a good shot. 

As many times as you ask....they will magically form into 

a group photo without

question.

Without complaint.

Without purposely trying to ruin a shot by being disgusting.

It is waaaaaaaaaay too much effort, without nearly the pay off, to try 

and get boys to participate in a photo.

FORGET ABOUT IT!

Here are the photos from L's party.

Whoohooo!

Great job with the decorating M!!

Nice birthday trap for the boys....he he he....

You caught me....

indeed I had no B-day candles....Partylite saves the day!

 Looks like a great party huh?

Truthfully the boys had a lot of fun.

Lawson spent the day at Andretti Thrill Park with Kev and the brothers,

then had some pals over for video gaming, legos, pizza, soda and a movie.

Even though the pics don't show it,

I think the kid had a pretty great day.

 Ok....
so far pretty much the same....

only this time I did the decorating,

I call this toilet papering with crate paper.

NO TAPE required....

can be done in a time pinch and still have the 

"party" effect you are looking for.

 The girls started off by getting pumped with some sweet dance music.

They eventually moved their way into Limbo and balloon toss.

After we played pin the Earrings on the Donkey....

none of this babyish pin the tail junk at this gig.

They colored, cut, and made the earrings I designed look fabulous!

 Next was cupcake decorating.

After they made their own cakes look super delicious, 

they hooked the boys up with some of their fine work.

 Presents were so much fun!!

What great and thoughtful gifts!

McCauley is enjoying them all like crazy.

(Thank you notes will be forth coming.)

 Next we headed off to the mall.

This is the moment we have been waiting for.....

The ear piercing!!!

(be sure and see the video)

It was so fun having friends there to be excited with, 

and share in the drama!

 See what I mean about the group shots??

Poses delivered on que time after time....

Love it!!

I guess I am a little partial to girls because I am one : )

....a little easier to relate to. 

I will keep trying to load the video to YouTube so it can 
be made bigger to watch.

I love it so much.
Makes me happy and sad.
Enjoy.

I left out one part ....

Yesterday in Church I gave a talk in sacrament meeting.
My topic was Scripture Study,
and was based around the talk,
Keeping The Faith in a World of Confusion,
by Bishop Geral Causse
You should read it.

I mentioned in my talk that our family has started memorizing
the New Testament scripture mastery scriptures.
This has been a lot of fun for us.
"Fun"
may seem like an odd word to use....
but it is fun, and exciting, and enjoyable to read our
scriptures together,
 and then give time for anyone that is ready to
try and pass off whatever scripture they are on.
It is fun to encourage each other.
It is fun to celebrate and cheer another success.
It is funny to watch mom and dad struggle and mess up and keep trying.
It is fun to hear the scripture repeated again and again.
It is fun to have our kids come to me at random times
of the day and tell me they think they are ready.....
ready?
Oh!
Ok Great!
....let me get my scriptures so I can follow along.
It has brought a beautiful spirit into our home.

When I was talking to Tina yesterday after church,
I was still on a high and pumped up on Scriptures.
(may it always be so!)
I was saying that I forgot to mention a really
important part of my message.
(Decided I could at least get it out here.)

I have discovered a marvelous blessing...
As I memorize a scripture,
it becomes a little part of me.
I get to own it, it is one of my scriptures.
I get to keep it forever.
I can call it to my mind anytime....
or be thinking of nothing particular, and it will just show up....
and I LOVE it!
For the first time in my life this is what I am experiencing.
 I have begun planting scriptures so
they can take root.

I was looking for a different Mormon Message to accompany my
post today,
but each time I went to retrieve the one I wanted it would block me.
This happened numerous times.

Then I noticed this one,
Words with Friends....
I watched it, and realized that this was actually the perfect fit
for what I want to share.

The Visit and the rest of it......

We had a wonderful visit with my parents over the past week

and a half.

We loved having them stay us. 

As you can see by the pictures we stayed pretty busy.

It was really great timing for mom and dad to road trip out from Utah.

Kev was still away on an extended trip out of the country, 

stuck between Columbia and Peru for days on end.

So this was a sweet diversion for us at home.....

sorry for Kev though : (

One of the things I love about dad, and that I can always count on 

is his busy "go get em" attitude.

He is not afraid to take on a project.

In fact he plans on it (or is it just me that plans on it??)

Either way, mom and dad helped me out a TON!

It was raining solid for the first two days of their visit,

so we were forced into putting off yard work for a time,

 and instead

recovered the kitchen chairs!!!

Wow!!

This would have taken me no less than a solid week.

It is sooooo tedious and laborious and boringous.  

I really dislike doing it...

alone!

My dad and I knocked these suckers out in under 2 days!

They look so, so beautiful.

Plus we added new padding so they are ultra wonderful to sit on as well.

Yeah!!

THANK YOU!

 Dad worked his keester off in the yard.

My mom to....she mowed her brains out!

Dad convinced me to remove a few overgrown trees.

I was apprehensive at first, but am so glad he took them out.

Looks sooooooo much better.

(what was I thinking before??)

We trimmed and cut and raked.

  I sooooooo relieved not to be overwhelmed by that
job prospect any longer.

THANK YOU!

Dad and mom assisted the kids with their dish duties (spoiled),

helped with History projects, gave out mounds of birthday dollars to 

McCauley and Lawson.

Memorized scripture mastery with us, and sang
"The Books of the New Testament"
song with us a dozen times.

Mom was a delight in the kitchen, 

I got her mounds of .25 magazines from the library, 

which we all happily perused for hours on end. 

We watched loads of 

political convention coverage....stayed up as late as I could with them 

every night.

We listened to Glen Beck in the day.

Went on a long Sunday drive taking in the homes and beauty of 

our beach.

We drank Choffy and ate a ton of Choffy cake.

Dad played tennis with our friend Nate a few times,

 I am happy to say he held his own.

He played several time with Ryker and the boys as well.

The day before they left we hit the beach,

mom opted out of this venture....

but it was great fun.

Dad is never one to miss out on the action.

He was in the water with the kids and even tried his hand at surfing....

apparently his shoulder is still reminding him of that.

 We were sad to see them leave.

Please don't wait so long to come again!!

The good news....
 is that the same day my parents drove off....

 Kev finally drove in!!!

Apparently he wanted to make this kid's day, 

he hand picked this 

"Bad Boy" 

Charger to make the drive from Miami,

and so E could take us for a few spins around town.

 I had to take numerous photos for E until I got just the right shot for him.

I didn't mind, 

I definitely know it takes time and effort to get just the right pic.

So, as they say life goes on....

and that is no joke.

My parents drove away and life got right back to normal.

I went to the library yesterday and as I walked up to the front doors

I was greeted by a pretty good sized turtle trying to get in.

I went to the desk and told them about it, and suggested maybe they could move the 

little guy to the nearby woods.

I picked up a few Friday night movies and visited with V and the boys,

and then headed out to leave.

I reversed the van and started rolling back when I heard a horribly

loud grating crunch sound.

My heart dropped.

I pulled forward.

I knew what I was going to see.

That poor turtle was trying to scramble away with a split and 

cracked shell, and blood trailing behind him.

I could not believe that is was ME who ran him over!!!

I felt soooooo bad.

I went back into the library and told them I ran over the turtle and now

what could we do?

He is in bad shape.

One of the employees came out with a box and we had to rassle 

it out from under another vehicle.

Geeeeeeezzzz. 

(I didn't want to be too morbid or have anyone see me taking photos of 

this poor little guy....this is all I dared get.)

you don't even know.

: (

Later on in the evening, the day K got home, 

he came to me 

shocked and surprised and asked who broke the semi-truck key.

I looked at him.... thinking, for real??

Who would do that and just hang it back up?

I suggested that maybe that was the way the key had always been.

Not the right comment.

But it didn't make any sense.

Who is even powerful enough to break a big key like that?

We went to the kids.

The other boys quickly turned on Lawson.

They were trying to force out a confession.

K was not giving up or dropping it....

I am sitting there mystified thinking it is not even true.

Next thing I know K and M are having a heart to heart.

She had thought it was maybe the key to the sports car in the drive way and

wanted to open the door.

She admitted to breaking the tip of the key off in the door,

and then seeing it fall out, but she saw where it landed.

They went out and picked up the key piece.

I was in a dumb stuppor. 

K was the most patient and loving parent I have ever seen.

M learned a lesson in honesty.

Hopefully the older boys won't be so quick to pounce on their younger brother 

in the future.

And we have two new keys ordered (you have to order two)

at the bargain price of $639.

What can you do.

Life goes on....

and hey, you can't take it with you, right? 

Last night was movie night as usual here at our place....

when it is Friday movie night, it is also PIZZA time.

There was copious amounts of feasting going on.

For once I opted out because K and I had eaten out for lunch and I was

still paying the piper for stuffing myself to the brim.

Luckily I listened to my body for once.

K on the other hand made the choice to feast....

he knows he will pay the price, but I guess with him being away so long

he was excited to dig in...who wouldn't be??

Anyway, his night was wrought with heart burn and late night visitors.

I got involved around 6:00am this morning with his activities.

(no idea how I slept through the rest of it)

I felt him get up and then come back and make some exasperated sounds.

I said something like... can't sleep?

No, there is some lizard running around in our bed.

Excuse me?!

I pounce out like a spring and flip the lamp on.

We throw the covers back and I will tell you....

It was NO Lizard, but this rabid creature!!

I do some gagging reflexes, because it is on my side of the bed where I was 

just slumbering.

Kev goes to retrieve a killing weapon.

I told K - as he came to collect his kill.....I don't think so,

it is time for me to write.....first things first.

I got my shot 

(pathetic and blurry as it is, plus this roach was huge!! and you can't even tell),

 and then he took it away.

My sleep was over....but it was like sleeping in anyway,

6:00 is pretty decent.

K went back to bed.

Later after getting home from teaching Pilates at Our Club...

such a fun class....mostly because V, Sonia, Christi, and T came!!

It was a good crowd besides them which is so AWESOME!

Thank you for coming!

So anyway, around 9:30 I go in and K is up,

I said, now tell me how things went down last night.

How did you know there was a "lizard" in our bed?

He said, well I felt something run onto my neck and stay there.

?

My hands and were trapped in the covers and I couldn't get them out,

when I finally got loose, I hit it off and heard it hit the wall.

This was around 2:00am.

?

But I woke up with it in our bed at 6:00am.

Well, that was the second time it woke me up.

?

After the first time I sat on the couch for a while, because my 

heartburn was raging so hard,

I finally came back and tried to sleep.

Not long after I felt something running up and down my arm.

This time my hands were free, but when I got it off it went into our bed.

That is when I got up.

I see.

Yes, things are definitely back to normal.

We had a good laugh....

a really good laugh.

Heck, what are the alternatives? 

Top Stories.....

I am excited to give you an update of the latest happenings.

Lots to keep up with,

here are the highlights worth noting....

First, 

yesterday while Ryker was mowing the backyard lawn,

he witnessed this dove being struck from the sky by a hawk.

He called Ethan outside and they decided to tame it, 

and keep it for a pet

until it's wing is healed enough for it to fly away again.

They named it Riplakish.

This little guy has been quite the spectacle.

As far as I could tell, 

he was not going to make it through the first night.

With all the kid handling, and "seeing if it could walk yet",

eat spinach, watch them play Skyrim,

hang around while they ate pizza, and so on.

At one point the boys and their friends took their money,

hopped on their bikes and went to purchase a large bag of birdseed

from Walgreens

(after looking up what doves eat on the internet).

I will say that Riplakish is loved by all,

(not me really....because it pops a whole lot)

he is admired by the young and old alike.

This morning M called us all into the boys room.....

we ran in.

Riplakish was perched up on the edge of his basket.

It was a happy celebration.

Our wild dove has survived one night.

Next, 

I finally made it to the temple again.

It was good to be back.

Colleen Johnson and I drove out together.....

that really sweetened the deal for me.

We had a chance to catch up with each other a bit.

The three hour round trip drive seemed to go by in a flash....

I didn't mind it at all.

Unfortunately the only picture documentation I have is that of our 

froyos cups.

 YUM!

 I keep forgetting to tell you about the best, coolest garage sale trade

I made with Tina a few months ago.

I finally got a radio for our kitchen!!!

Whooohooo!

I love this boom box so much!

Tina was selling this for $8 

(is she insane?....it is probably worth like $25....don't tell her I said that)

anyway, 

her son William got interested in our GeoSafari electronic game.

Voila! 

The trade was made.

I can, and do listen to lots of cds.

Picture in your mind,

 books on cd while doing baking, cleaning, etc.

Also.....I am smartening up listening to talk radio.

It is kind of fun being able to hold a conversation about what is 

happening around the world with politics and so forth.

I'm cluing in people!!!

This past Thursday 

I got home from my shift at Our Club and noticed the

house was sweltering.....it was 81 degrees and rising.

I checked the air handler in the garage,

the air conditioning unit out side,

both were pumping and seemed to be working normally....

the problem, was that no cool air,

actually no air at all,

 was coming out of any of the vents.

WHAT IS HAPPENING?!

I texted K.

Left a phone message.

He happened to be out of the country at the moment...

I waited around for a bit....

like 10 minutes.

Let the house get up to 84.

I turned everything off, worried that I was going to burn up a unit.

Then I made the dreaded call to Air and Heat, inc.

They sent a rep over a few hours later.

Um....

this is what he found.

Horrendously clogged filters.

All three of our in door filters were jam packed with shiz.

Yes, this is very embarrassing.

As well as pathetically expensive....$89 for him to spray off our filters.

(jerk)

.....sorry, but I couldn't stand the sight of this guy 

once he told me the price for his "cleaning" services.

Well, lesson learned.

You to can learn, once again, from our mistakes....

GO NOW AND CHECK YOUR FILTERS.

gooooooooo....don't delay!

Ryker had his first Deacon's quorum presidency meeting here this evening.

He made up agendas and so forth.

I heard them in planning and making assignments, etc.

Once the serious tasking was done,

Ryker "taught" Henry and Aaron how to make his world famous

Chili dip.

2 cans Hormel, 1 cube of cream cheese

The other boys committed the secret recipe to memory and each 

took turns stirring, until it bubbled throughout.

Then they ate and enjoyed.

Sure do love this little band of soldiers.

Ryker is so blessed to have these good buddies.

 Our kids were arguing today over lunch,

I decided to take away turning on sports for any reason

for the day.

I never want them to have it on,
on the Sabbath,

but I compromise as long as we get our scripture reading in,

Faith in God, Duty to God, and any other Sunday activities deemed

important, done first.

Today, like I said, there was no distraction.

Ryker baked,

Lawson read, 

E worked on his essays,

I taught M her high multiplication tables in 30 minutes with 

this beloved little program called 

"Times Tales"

I used this with all the boys while we were schooling at home

and became a fast fan.

(It is practically how I learned my 6's and up)

We had a blast.

She is a speedy learner.

I tested her twice afterwords.....her fastest time was 3.06

(ask me about this if you would like to make a copy of the program)

She also memorized the 8th article of faith for her primary assignment 

for next Sunday....

and after,

 I got to sneak off to write.....

also an acceptable Sabbath day activity : )

My point is....

it was such a wonderful, quite, enjoyable Sunday.

Lastly, 

Yesterday M, Claire, Izzy and I got to attend one of their 

little friends baptisms.  

It was wonderful.

McCauley will be eight next month....

a little hard to believe.... the last baptism for our family.

One of my favorite parts of the service was when 

Brother Wilson got up to give his talk on the Holy Ghost, 

he invited three people to come up and share how they 

personally felt the Holy Ghost.

Since all of us feel it so differently,

he thought it would be good for Hailey to hear from a few different 

sources on what it might be like for her.

Her sister said that she felt safe and protected, like nothing could hurt her.

Sister Wilson, talked about how she noticed that she usually needed to get her mind right

before she could really feel the spirit.

That if she was busy, or upset and running around,

she knew she may not be in tune enough to hear, or feel the spirit.

This reminded me why I love Sundays so much.

It is my time to slow down.

notice.

listen.

feel.

It makes me realize why it is so important to meet regularly...

it is so easy to get caught up in our everyday living.

I forget to seek out and invite the spirit.

I loved Brother Wilson's description of an experience from his mission

when he felt the Holy Ghost especially strong.

He demonstrated how it felt like someone had peeled back his scalp

and literally poured sunshine into his head.

It sounds funny...

but I believe when he says he will never forget it.

It got me thinking about how I feel the Holy Ghost.

Even during the baptism yesterday,

I distinctly remember the exact moment I first felt the spirit

whoosh in...

when Brother Tucker invited the missionaries to share their testimonies.

Even before they opened their mouths to speak the spirit was present for me.

When I feel the spirit I feel Home.

I feel so comfortable, I want to settle in and stay forever.

The feeling is nothing short of delicious.

I want more.

I do not want it to leave.

.....ever.

What about you?

August 8th, and there they go.....

It's that time of year again.

FB is flooded with back to school pictures.

I guess us moms are all the same.

We all think it is such a big deal that our kids are heading off to school again.

It is.

HUGE.

The first day is always so surreal.

I have so much I have been letting go,

waiting until the kids are back in school....

(floor mopping being one of them).

that when they finally do walk out the door, 

I feel like I am in a 

dumb stupor.

I can't get my mind around what I am supposed to be doing.

...........

I did remember at the last minute that I upgraded from school store chair,

to secretary at Ryker's school. 

I managed to change out of my work out 

gear (too bad), and make it on time to our two hour meeting.

(hope I made the right choice!)

(it was really only 2 hours because we had to go to the bank to make some 

school account switches, etc.)

I also knew I wanted to get a post off on my blog.

Priorities!!

It is 12:25 already.....make that 1:00 now.....!

Geeeezzz.

The time is slipping away.

First, 

We said good bye to Cookie and Challemander last night.

Our friends the Quigleys are back in town.

(They were recently featured in the local paper also.....famous!)

I actually got up and turned to go let her out this morning,

caught myself before opening the boys door.

She was a fun little addition for 40 some odd days.

Cookie is a sweet and lovable dog.....

character and charm to spare.

But truly I am

happy she is back home with her family where she belongs.

....she might be missed just a little.

Saying good bye.

 McCauley wanted special hair for the first day of school....

I totally agreed.

I love these sleep in rollers so much!

 I made sure the kids started off with only the best in sugared cereal.

Come on....it's the first day!

It is supposed to be a party!!....right?

 Quality lunch fixins below
....practically the only thing salvageable
from our recent freezer disaster were the several boxes of
Uncrustables I had purchased.

I rode with Lawson (6th grade) and McCauley (2nd) who leave first at 7:50.

I was anxious to meet the new cross walk helpers.

We have been so spoiled over the past several years to have the kindest

most loving couple you would ever meet.

They finally retired.

Very sad.

The new ones seem ok at first meeting.

We will see as the year progresses.

I remember having mean cross walk people a few times.

It makes a difference I think.

Ethan is in 10th grade.

I have not seen him in jeans forever!

I was happily surprised when I saw he was wearing a pair today.

I liked it.

He seemed chipper and happy to be heading off.

He even turned to give me a picture....hmmmm.

He usually walks the half mile or so to school, 

 he did as well today.

 Ryker (8th) is the last.

This kid was pumped and ready to go....

he didn't say so,

but I could tell.

He didn't leave until 9:10.

I walked out with him and got a few good bye photos.

I love how they all have their new clothing on.

I think they each got four or five new shirts, new undies, some socks.

M purchase one extra shirt with her own money and has been soooooo

excited to be able to wear her new fashionable shirts.

I remember getting lots and lots of new clothes.

Our kids are not so lucky (or spoiled),
mostly just got what they really needed.

That doesn't mean I don't want to get them more....
(I half way bet I want it more than they do!)

I just know I shouldn't, because they have enough, 

I think it would take away from some of the specialness of it all.

Love these guys so much.

I hope this year is rewarding and magical.

Is that asking too much?

There is so much potential for a wonderful experience....

but also potential for things to go in another direction.

We just get to wait and see....

and hope

and pray.

I started on some of my projects.

I found the purple button I have been missing in my scary makeup 

drawer.....gonna get that sewed on.

Then I plan to get on to the removal of the green crayon smears in about 

thirty spots on the office floor.

Then I am going to try and fix a favorite shoe that recently came apart,

then mop,

then bake bread,

then make cookies to welcome the kids home.....

and prepare to devour every detail 

of their one and only first day of school for this year.

Sooooo excited! 

One bigger project I have on my mind for ASAP,

is to create a new blog page.

I finally dared to remove our family photo from the top of this blog.

I did it in hopes that it would let me change it to a new one....

no way.

It appears, like it has been telling me all along,

that I am out of space for this one.

So, time to start over.

I have got to research and find out how to make this guy into a 

book to keep.

.......see.......

another project I will have more time to tackle.

FREE Freezer to a Responsible home.

For the past two days I have noticed a different 

smell in our garage.

I noted it in my mind yesterday,

and this afternoon I verbalized it out loud as we were 

all coming in after running around getting a few last minute 

school supplies and what not.

I said,

something smells very wrong in here.

It is different....rotten, animalish.

Ryker said, probably a dead lizard or something.

yes.....my thoughts exactly.

I came inside and started tiding this and that.

Put on a little light jazz while Kev and the boys started the grill.

Ryker comes in shortly after with a crazed grin on his face.

What?

I know what that smell is in the garage.

What?!!!!

My heart plumets.

I run outside and open the freezer.

EVERYTHING HAS THAWED.

Everything is dripping.

Ice cream tubs are bloated.

Every shelf was jam packed with food.

Goooooood food, bagged veggies,

roasts, chicken, tons of butter that I have been collecting package by

package, making our stash grow and swell.

Everything was saturated in stinking pheasant blood!

I cried my eyes out.

I ranted and raved.

I threw crap everywhere.

I insulted every member of my family on several occasions.

I am in mourning and will remain so for many days....I suspect.

I am morning for the loss of money.

I am morning for the horrible waste and irresponsible loss.

I am so disappointed.

WHY CAN SOMEONE NOT PLUG THE FREEZER BACK IN?

WHY?

why can't we use a fraction of our brains and plug the 

brown plug back in?

This is NOT the first time this has happened.

We are freaking idiots.

We can no longer justify having an extra 

"out in the garage freezer".

it is NOT a money saver for this family.

The freezer will be on the curb.

Come and get it if you have a responsible family that

  chooses 

to use their brains.

ps - I know I am just as much to blame if not more.

I am probably more mad at myself then anyone else.

Sorry to vent on the blog.....

I do feel a little better.