Mixing, try it

I love mixing things into my ice cream, hence why I love Goodberry's and Cold Stone Creamery. They do it for for you and lots of choices. Well, I have moved onto mixing drinks. I was at Target with the family and desired a slushie, slurpie, or icee (whatever you call it). I had a choice of some flavors. I hate choosing, because I liked more than one, so I MIX IT! I created the orange, strawberry, cherry icee. It was great. Everytime I took a drink, it was a different flavor. I know have been mixing lemonade with sprite and today it was fruit punch with dr. pepper. Wonderful. I am just trying to mix it up.

Safety never takes a holiday!

This is my new favorite quote-from the Movie "Mall Cop" which I loved. Another one is, "I will meet you on the corner of Nev and Ver." (hello, never) I love Kevin James and it is a clean funny movie. Other quotes, I have picked up lately, "scandalous" (which I am in the process of removing from my vocab.) I don't know where I picked this one up, but I say it too much. I pick up these phrases too easily. Also, I love "Bring the Rain" (yes, it is from Transformers).

Orange and Strong

I am looking through orange colored glasses not rose (read the great gatsby).

What I see is that my family is supporting the orange revolution.

It is important especially with the New year that we need to "Go Orange".
What is orange? (if you are really interested, check a few posts back). The idea is to push yourself outside of your comfort zone. For most of the world it is to BE KIND. or kinder.

Picture Time

Just posting some pictures from Dec.

Temple Square

Logan Temple with my kiddies

My Dad's new hearing aid

New skirt for niece

Waiting for their turn

My dad's new hat (it is a rain hat)
Niece showing off her cute bag made my her favorite aunt (me)

Memories

Well, I enjoyed my time home with my parental units and other family members in the south. As I was driving around, I reminisced about times past. I grew up in this area. Things are changing. Early one morning (around 6am), I noticed some students waiting for the school bus in the cold rain. The memomries of the school bus, ahh.

Elementary School- Riding the school bus was great fun. When I was in Kindergarten, I love it. I rode with my four older siblings. I am told that some older kid (bully on the bus) started picking on me and my oldest sister decided enough was enough. She beat the boy up. We had the same bus driver, Shirley. She drove all six years of elementary school. I can even tell you the bus number and the color assign to my route. 535 - black bus. Waiting for the bus in the morning, cold days bundled up, rainy days hundled under an umbrella or the car if moved to the end of the driveway, running to catch the bus before it drove away, the games you created while waiting, when the bus driver showed up super late because it was a sub, etc.. Those were the days of hot rides home, trying to get those stupid windows open, trading garbage pail kids, etc...

Middle School- The joy of riding the bus ended quickly in 6th grade. For some reason, I began another picked on person, for the first two years. Also, I lived closest to the school on the route and was the last one picked up and dropped off. Our bus route had lots of people, as I was the last one to get on the bus, there were never seats left. Almost always was the third person in the seat. Oh, the looks you get when you ask to seat down and squish. (I have had some therapy!)

In the 8th grade, I promised myself, I would never, never, ever ride the bus again for any reason. In high school, my brother (two years older) was able to drive and that solved that problem. I rode with him to early morning seminary, school, and home. There were some scary days of when he was sick and finding other options, but never the bus. I have never rode a bus since.