Country Roads, take me home....

To the place, I belong, WEST VIRGINIA, mountain mamma, take me home, country roads......

Apparently, John Denver has it out for the boys of my family. Peter received his mission call yesterday and he will be serving in the Charleston, West Virginia mission. The funny thing is, that is where his brother is currently serving and where their uncle Eddie served his mission years ago.

We all gathered at Peter's home last night with baited breathe and outrageous predictions ranging from Madagascar to Albequeque and when he finally opened the envelope and read "West Virginia" there was pandemonium. No one beleived him until they actually got to read the letter themselves. Grandma and Grandpa were blown away, probablly not as much as Peter though.

Here's the interesting thing. Peter reports to the MTC on May 17. He will arrive at the mission home on June 7. Alex will be in the mission home on June 7 and will be heading home on June 8. How about that! Peter was trying to avoid his pesky older brother and he is going to spend his first night on the mission with Alex on his last night. I suppose this is a perfect example of how the "Lord works in mysterious ways."

Congratulations Peter. At least it isn't Boise.

Feeling Flirtatious?

Today, Willie's Jr. Jazz team started tournament play at West high school. I have been assigned as camera girl so during their first game, which they lost, I was wandering around with my camera taking pictures. Parker was wandering with me and is witness to the following incident.

We were sitting at one end of the court under the basket taking pictures when, during play, one of the officials (the one who wasn't stoned and hadn't just jumped out of bed without showering) asked me "So, what kind of camera is that?" I answered him, "a pentax."

The next time down the court, he asked me, "So, did you get a picture of me?" at which time, Parker turned to me and said, "Annie, the official is flirting with you."

It's not every day a jr. jazz official flirts with me. Heck, it's not everyday anyone flirts with me, that isn't 17 or over the age of 55.

How about that? :)

Traffic Redemption

I had a bad traffic night on Tuesday. I left in plenty of time to get home and 2 hours later I pulled into my garage a little enraged, to say the least. The commute was horid, the weather grey and dingy and I wasn't a happy camper.

Apparently, the sky felt sorry for me because this morning, driving to work, the sun coming up over the mountains was beautiful. It almost made up for the the big semi trying to cut me off, the mornon woman who wouldn't merge, and the giant truck and trailer driving 25 mph.

mana mana

Today at work, Jared and I got to go on a field trip. Our mission was to take a picture of Jared's March "teacher feature" for the UEN Professional Development Website. Well, lucky us, there was a van available so we didn't have to take my car.

As I hopped in on the driver's side of the white wonder I saw a suspicious wrapper on the passenger seat. It looks like the last person to drive the van, let's call him the Keebler Elf forgot to clean up after himself and broke rule numero uno....no trash in the van.

ha, ha!

Aren't itemized deductions great?!

Ross and I are overachievers. We not only filed our state and federal income taxes, but we got our nice refund last week and spent it today. And it's not even March yet.

I am typing this post from my new computer. I named it "The Machine" for lack of anything creative...it might get a new name later, but for now, it fits.

The Machine is quite lovely with a very nice large flat panel monitor. We even rearranged the office to accomodate.

New compooters are cool. Yeah for owning a house and deducting interest from our taxes.