The Dragon by Isaac Zimmerman age 7

Volcano

Fire Breathing Dragon (or Isaac - not sure)
Castle

One day I was walking on a path. Then I felt something hot. I folloid it intell I came to a volcano! I ran up the volcano. But when I got there I saw a fire breathing dragon! I got my sword out but he took it and threw it in the lava! I was going to get the sword but he was to fast. So I jumped on him and try to kill him. Then he flew as fast as he could and gave me the ride of my life backe to my castle. I jumped off on my castle and got another sword and killed it. And they lived happely ever after.



Yes I know there are spelling errors, I typed it just as he wrote it. This was his best story yet. The Zimmie boys don't seem to have big imaginations so this is a step in the right direction. Now that I've documented it I can throw the original away! I love to get rid of things!!

Stalker vs. Lurker

There's a difference right? I would consider myself to be slightly addicted to blogging and somewhat of a lurker (a person who reads blogs but doesn't COMMENT). At what point do you become a stalker?

Answers and More

From the top down it goes, SUV, van, van, SUV, SUV, van.

I am in Vernal this week and while I am here the manager and I interviewed a person we would like to hire. I don't know why this is, but I seem to have a lot of dinner appointments with people that I have never met. It always seems to work out and we end up finding each other. We usually have some sort of description to go by but this time we didn't.

We walked into the restaurant and sat down to wait for the guy. The person we were meeting with was named Mark. There was one guy sitting by himself so I walked over and asked him if he was Mark. He told me that he was so I introduced myself and then went and grabbed the Vernal manager so that we could sit down and talk with him. We chatted for awhile and the guy said, "How did you know that I was Mark?" I told him that I didn't but that I really wasn't shy about things like that and the worst thing he could say is, "No, I'm not Mark."

He kept looking at me really strange like he was trying to figure out where he knew me from. The waitress came out to take our orders and I told her that we weren't eating but that we would just get something to drink. At that point, the guy looked at me and said, "Were you supposed to meet someone here named Mark?" I looked at him and started laughing and realized that he was a completely different Mark. He had no idea what we were talking about but he was just too nice to tell us. We had a pretty good laugh and then picked up our glasses and moved back to our own table.

Finally, our Mark arrived and we introduced ourselves. He told us that he preferred to be called Anthony because he went by his middle name. The other Mark looked at him and said, "No way, my middle name is Anthony too." It was really funny and I think I completely embarrassed the manager. It takes a lot to embarrass me (that may be due to the fact that we have 4 boys). I got a good laugh out of it and I think the wrong Mark is still shaking his head in disbelief. By the way, I think the correct Mark is going to come to work for us.

For Kris and Tirsa

This blog's for you!!! The name of the game is to identify which vehicle is an SUV and which one is a van. Kris, you can't ask for Rich's help. Anyone is welcome to play.

Big Like a Man...

is Silas' latest phrase. He wants to be big like a man so he can do more manly things. At the grocery store today he said he wanted to be big like a man so he could choose the groceries. Last night he wanted to have a great big FAT butt like a man so he could sit in the front, HEATED seat of the suburban. During meal time we have to remind him to EAT so he can grow big like a man. On a side note, I'm trying to cut out most processed sugars from my diet. On Wed. when we were shopping I let Silas choose a treat. Of course he chose one of my favorites (strawberry milkshake malt balls). I said he could have them but he should not share them with me. I told him if I asked for some he should tell me "No Mom, because they'll make you fat." SOOOO, for the next 45 min. that we were in the store he kept saying, "Mom, you can't have my treat cuz it will give you a GREAT BIG FAT BUTT!" For the record I wasn't asking for them! Isn't he sweet!?!

Happy St. Patrick's Day!!

Chris you are right. Just because you can doesn't mean you should!! So many of you seemed to enjoy this pic we thought we'd put a little twist on it!

No New Gun for Me

Tami and I have been talking about buying a shotgun for several months now. I wanted to get a 12 gauge tactical shotgun just for fun. I also wanted it to make sure that Tami was protected while I was out of town. (That last statement really is true)

Today, we had all afternoon to go get it but for some reason, Tami changed her mind. She usually lets me spend a very, very, very small portion of bonuses on something fun. I think last quarter, I bought a king size candy bar. She takes the rest and saves it. I'm getting off the subject so I need to get back.

When Tami and I first got married, her dad told me that I should buy all the guns I could as early in our marriage as possible. I didn't understand the wisdom in that statement until today. Can you believe that Tami had the nerve to say, "Can't we just use one of those guns that we already have? We have so many guns that you never use already." I tried to use the investment story. That didn't work. Then I tried to convince her that she needed it for when I was traveling. That didn't work either. I even tried the guilt trip thing too and that didn't work.

Just because you already have one 12 gauge shotgun, it doesn't mean that you don't need two. I told her that I would buy her a knife to protect herself while I am out of town. You know what they say about bringing a knife to a gun fight.......DON'T.