Mithing Teeth

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Rescue Me

Okay so I could not have a post of my Mr Fix and not recognize my Mrs Fix it. The story goes like this. I came out of work to find my car has no power. Won't start or do anything. Jared is in Page on his way home but it would be hours before he made it. I found someone (just driving around) to jump the battery so I could make it home. All the while trying to diagnose the problem over the phone with Jared so he would now what the problem so when he got home he could fix. Not even thinking to stop at Checker Auto and let them Diagnose the problem. Jared was a little frustrated because I was a lot frustrated. Finally he sends me text and tells me to go to Checker and get a battery and then he will put it. That is where Kollette comes in to the story. I called her (cause I needed I ride to Checker) and she immediately knows something is wrong. I explain the situation and she jumps into action. It wasn't long before we were sitting at Checker discussing batteries with the very helpful salesman all the while trying to deal with 2 very bored children (did I mention that I think Kollette is amazing? Maybe it's a mommy thing that she can multitask so well.) Anyway back in the car and own our way home Jared calls to see if were able to get the battery and tells me that not only will he be home late he has to get up early the next day. So Kollette and I discuss installing the battery ourselves. I am sure it is not that hard of task but when (like me) you know nothing about cars it could prove to be tricky. Kollette thinks she can do it because she has watched and helped Brian change the batteries in their trailer. It should not be much different. So we get to my house and sure enough with all the right tools and a little wiggling (of internal car parts)Kollette had the old battery out and the new one in. I ht ink it took her less than 15 minutes. Turning that time I had the task of entertaining her children. Not to hard with a coloring book and some crayons. Thank you Kollette so much for helping me out. I don't know what I would do with out you.

My Very Own Mr Fix it

I am so Grateful that Jared spent the better part of his teenage years rebuilding cars (rather than partying and chasing girls) This equipped with the knowledge of any type of car repair. On this particular occasion it was the breaks on our car. We knew that they were starting to go out but were trying to buy some extra time. Well one more on my way to work I had just pulled out of the garage when I heard a loud noise and the car just would not go anywhere. At 1st I though I had ran over someone. But who would be out that early in the morning? SO I got out of the car and walked around and there was nothing around. So I got back and tried to go forward and it just wouldn't go. Jared worked a grave yard shift that night so I had to wait for him to come home. I called into work and when he got home he spent the better part of his morning replacing the breaks and taking the rotor to the auto store to have it turned. Poor guy was exhausted when he was finally able to go to bed. However would could have cost us hundreds of dollars really only costs us 49.99. Two weeks later the breaks went out in the truck and he replaced those as well. Thank you honey! I really do appreciate all that you do for us.

A Lasting tribute

With the passing of my dad came the daunting task of picking the headstone. The marker that will lay as a tribute to both my parents long after we have all passed from this earth. My mom is amazing and sheknew exactly what she wanted making this very easyon all of us. We were in the Monument place for mere moment it seemed and then began the wait. She had constructed a crude marker from paper and laminate for the time being but the elements were taking a toll so time was of the essence. There were rough copies and final drafts to pour over to make sure this ever lasting tribute was just right. One late July afternoon I returned her car and we made a quick trip to my dad's resting place to find that it had finally been placed. To say it was not an emotional moment would be a lie. It was odd to see his name carved there with the date of his birth and also the date of his death. It was almost as if up until that moment I was expecting him to walk through the door and say I'm home. Seeing that there in the cold hard stone was a shocking reality that this would never happen and he is indeed gone. Gone only from our site, but not from our hearts.

We've been Bitten

By the sickie bug. Unfortunately it is near as cute as this little bug and not near as fun to have around. My started last Sunday night. My throat felt dry and a little scratchy by Monday it was full blown sore throat and that tired blah feeling. Tuesday it was back to work and for customer service the day after a holiday is always busy so there was no way was going to call in. Besides I would have lost out on my holiday pay. So I went to work with no voice. Not an easy feat when your job is talking to people on the phone. I tooik my new best friend with me though.

I don't think I could have made it through the day without it.

That night after work I took a hot shower and went to bed with help of another friend.

Made it through one more day but then I was knocked out and had to miss yesterday. Jared came home last night with the sifflels. Today I am feeling much better. Jared on the other hand has just begun. I am sure he will find comfort from my friends. Oh the joys of fall and winter.

Happy Birthday Kollette

So here is the 1st day of September and I am still behind a blog post or 4. Not doing a good job of catching up either. Oh well, soon the snow will fly and I will have plenty of time and nothing to post. So on the 3rd of August we went to Olive Garden to celebrate Kollette's Birthday.
We had told the waiter that she was turning 21 again but Kaitlyn politely informed him that her mom was not turning 21 she was in fact turning 36.

Got to love the honesty in those little ones. So here are a few pictures of our celebration.

Happy Birthday Kollette, we both hope you had a great one. We are glad you are a part of our family and like you lots better than Camille (LOL)

The story of us

Today we celebrate 13 years of marriage. Jared is still out of town but should be home tomorrow. So I was just reflecting on how it all began...... Jared and I met and fell in love on Spanish Fork main street in the summer of 1991. Jared was 17 and had just graduated High school, I was 19 and has just started college. He was with his best friend who had met my best friend the night before. We dated off and on for about 2 months and then it was more off than on for the next two years. We crossed paths a few times but never anything serious. In April of 1993 another friend and I drove past his house where he was outside with his mom and step dad. My friend stopped and from that day on we were pretty much inseparable. It was at Brian and Kollette's wedding in August of that year where I finally introduced him to the family. Things went well and they all seemed to get along. That was very important. In early 1994 Jared decided he wanted to become a truck driver so he went to school and then got a job working over the road to gain the experience he needed to get where he is today. He traveled all over and was gone for weeks at time. That was the hardest time of my life (up until the passing of my dad) In December of 1994 Jared proposed to me, Well sort of. He had been driving for hours to get home to give me the ring and it was quite late when he made it to my house. He had a little bear that handed to me. Which wasn't unusual as he was always bringing me little presents when he would come back from a run. So I was admiring the bear and he suggested I look inside the pouch. Sure enough there was the ring. I asked him what it meant and he said that he wanted to be friends (I still tease him about that to this day.) He has since proposed several times. I knew that I did not want to get married and have him gone all the time so I told him that he needed a local job before I would set a date. In April of 1995 he took a Job with H.E. Davis and Sons out of Spanish and moved in what was to be our 1st home (apartment). He was at my house so much at that time that when he got the apartment my parents teased him about being sick of living with them. He would swing by the house on his way to work to pick up his lunch and then stop by after work for dinner and then just hang out until it got late. A date was set and wedding plans began. We had originally planned to get married on the 9th of September in 1995. My mom and I wanted a low stress affair so appropriately enough we chose to have it at the Bella Via Reception Center on main street in Spanish Fork (since it was the only Reception center on Main street where our love story began) When I went there to make the arrangements they were booked for the original date so now I (we) needed another date. Out of the blue a friend suggested the 19th of August and so that is how we (or I) picked our wedding day (I really don't think Jared cared) The big day arrived and it could not have been better. Except I inadvertently gave the wrong invitation to a family member and they were left out of the ceremony. We all just showed up we got married had the reception and left. We did not have to do anything. It was truly a wonderful day and I am so grateful for our families and friends who helped to make it such a special day. One I am sure I will always remember. We have had our ups and downs over the last 13 years. Life has taken many twists and turns but there is no one I would rather have by my side than my sweet loving husband. I have very few pictures of our dating years but am going share some of my favorites from our wedding.

My mom helping me get ready

My dad walking my down the aisle. He so did not want to wear that Tux but he did it for me. Check out those boots though. Genuine snakeskin.
The two loves of my life. Meet the newlyweds
Brianna, Gage, Kacey and Dallas. Look how young they are
My Husband and best friend
The two of us
The whole crew. My dad kept asking me who invited the guy with the camera....
Me and my Sis!
My dad and my grandma. I love this picture
My mom and dad. A great one of them together.
Jared and I again. My mom wore lipstick and gave him a kiss on the check. You can see her kiss mark!
Cutting the cake. It was so good and there was so much of it.
Well I could have scanned every picture in my wedding album because they are all my favorites.