GENIUS

Have I ever told you that my incredibly good-looking, talented, oldest son is also a genius? I had an inkling that he was smarter than average when his teacher suggested he skip a grade but this past year he actually proved his genius status.
His office was dressing up in costumes to celebrate Halloween and so Adam put a sign on the back of his chair as he was leaving work the night before that read "Mr. Invisible".  He didn't show up the next day. Not only did he get an entire day off work, he also won movie tickets for best costume.  I've never been prouder.

EXCUSE MY ABSENCE

Wonder why I haven't been posting on my blog recently?  Well I have been busy making this

 and this

 and this

 and these (they're taggy blankies)

 and this

 and this

 and this sweet little number.

And there was also a trip to California to celebrate this guy's milestone birthday.

I realize now why he is still not married... he's waiting to find a woman just like me.  Good luck on that one Adam, you're going to have to lower your standards.

He was a very gracious host and I was surprised (I shouldn't have been) at his thoughtfulness (buying special food items for us to enjoy and a pristine apartment for us to stay in, it wasn't when we left). We thoroughly enjoyed every minute of our trip... well minus my minor blow up in the car when someone criticized my driving.  Oh and there was a trip to San Diego one day to go here...

To all my LDS friends, this should be on your bucket list.  It was absolutely beautiful.

MOTHER'S DAY MEMORIES PART 2

Note to self: Do no write a blog right before bedtime.

After writing last night's post, I had a dream that I was in Wal-mart talking on my cell phone when I spotted a lady walking around the store smoking a cigarette.  I was shocked!  Other people were just giving her dirty looks but I felt I needed to say something so I told the person I was on the phone with to hold for a second and proceeded to tell the lady off.  She told me to mind my own business.  I threatened that I would call security and she hurried off while I shouted after her to hold on for a second all the while trying to pull the camera up on my cell phone. I even yelled to her "Wait! I need to get a picture for my blog."

Now on to the real subject of this post.

On the Saturday before Mother's Day when Adam was six, I was left home alone with our three oldest boys while Ian and Brittany attended his sister's wedding in Utah (Brittany was under two so could fly for free).  I was about eight months pregnant with our youngest and feeling every bit as tired as you would expect (especially when you consider my husband left me alone... on Mother's Day... with three little boys).  The day was sunny and warm so I suggested to the boys that we have a little picnic lunch in the back yard.  The two younger ones were thrilled at the idea but Adam wanted no part of it.  Democracy rules in our house when the vote swings in my favour so a picnic it was to be.  Adam was not happy and no amount of cajoling could convince him otherwise.  I busily prepared our lunch while he sulked.  I washed and cut up fruit and made a platter of sandwiches with the crusts cut off even.  I asked Adam to take the tray of sandwiches out to the picnic table for me.  I opened the door for him and went to the sink to make up some drink.  I watched from the window as Adam walked half way to the picnic table, stop, then deliberately turn the platter upside down spilling all the sandwiches onto the ground.  I lost it.  You would not have believed a pregnant woman could move so fast.  I was out that door and right behind him almost before the last sandwich hit the ground and I am not proud to say that  I nearly lifted him off his feet when my hand hit his backside all the while berating him for being so naughty.  It was at this point that I heard someone clearing their throat right behind me.  I turned in shock to discover a delivery man holding out a bouquet of flowers. "Happy Mother's Day?"  I still cringe when I think of it now.

IT'S A LOVE STORY OR COULD BE ANYWAY

When you make a new friend and she's married the conversation will eventually lead to how she and her husband met. It's a natural question to ask as you get know your new friend better.  Most often the answer to that question is rather mundane and not very romantic.  Rarer still are the stories of love at first sight, and falling head over heels in love.  Our son Nathan and his wife have a pretty cool beginning to their destiny together and being the glory hog that I am, I am not content with just one of those kinds of stories in our family.

So single ladies out there, how cool would it be to tell your friends that you and your future husband met because his mother (me) wrote a blog about her son (Adam) and you plucked up enough courage to write to him to wish him a happy birthday (today) and he wrote back(not very likely because he barely writes me) and it snowballed from there? That would be pretty romantic (or at the very least interesting) right?
So go for it, take the plunge, shoot for the sky, you never know, you just might be the one and what a story you get to tell if you are.

So here's his email address.  Have fun!   jenneradam@hotmail.com

HAPPY BIRTHDAY ADAM : )

ANY TAKERS?

For Christmas, we sent Adam some money to buy himself a new winter coat because he had left his old one here at home a whole year ago.  He called today from Korea and I asked if he had purchased one yet.  He told me no but that he had been looking.  He had found one he quite liked but he was waiting to see if he could find something he liked better.   It was then that I realized that my hopes of him getting married in the near future are pretty much dashed.  He can't even commit to a winter coat let alone a relationship.
"What's so hard about buying a coat?" I asked.  "You go shopping, find something you like, and try it on.  It fits? great. It looks good on you? wonderful.  Others think it looks good on you? bonus.  Buy the thing!

Since he is turning 29 in a few weeks I have decided to take matters into my own hands.  I am now accepting applications for a potential daughter-in-law. So all you single ladies out there take notice.

He's

• handsome
• bright
• musically talented
• kind
• mormon
• has a great sense of humour

What girl can resist this? 

I hope he has enough of a sense of humour to forgive me for this.  : )