Shelves

I built a bunch of shelves to organize the mountain range of storage bins that we have cutting across our garage. Kamri and I found that they would work well as a place to nap.

Our first fire in the fireplace

Don't laugh mom and dad, but we did it. I wanted to feel like it was Christmas, so I threw a fire together and probably burned out a lot of cobwebs in the chimney. We hadn't tried out the fireplace in the 8 months that we have lived here.

Mexico July 2011-Sept 2011

Our home

Well,
We bit the bullet and purchased a house in Mesa. We feel extremely blessed and are happy to start making it our home. we are excited to have a backyard for the kids and lots of big pine trees that cover the front of the house. Connor keeps calling it his casa nueva and we are happy to have some more elbow room. I have work to do, but its fun when it is mine, and we have been so blessed with friends and family that have helped us with so much work. Here is a post showing a new RV gate that my dad came down to help me build on a Saturday morning. Thanks pops!

Redneck Adventures- Volume II Chapter VII

For those of you that do not know. My wife and I found out tonight that my illness has gone from a stage 2 to a stage 3. I am not as ill as Terry or Ira (both of whom are stage 4 rednecks because they sure do know how to banjo duel) but I am getting worse. I was sitting with my kids this afternoon, listening to the neighbors cut some of their trees down. They have been roofing and taking all of the old shingles (and nails) and scraps around the place and throwing them into a massive garbage bin that is 8 feet high and 23 feet 5 inches long (yes, i measured it). So, I sat listening to these neighbors cut away on their trees, and I sat there salivating, thinking about the phenomenal firewood that they were making out of these trees. With every loud thump of a log, I imagined sitting out behind our house, watching the smoke rise and imagining the sobe bombs that I could make. So, after my wife got home, I decided to tell her about my idea, to jump in the old shingle bin and chuck out the logs. As I was about half way finished voicing my descriptive plan to my wife, it hit me that my plan lacked intelligence and reason and only proved to my wife once more.....that I am a Redneck from Cornflake. My wife sat with her mouth wide open and just said, "Tim, you are getting into your Master's program in about a month!" The severity of my illness hit me like the snowball that my mom once hit me with, as I lay bare chested in my bedroom, refusing to get up to read scriptures as a family. I know that I would not jump into that dumpster for a pair of new Nike's. OH NO! A tetanus shot is not worth a pair of new shoes! But, for firewood, I may face the fear of stepping on a rusty nail. But, tonight I will not give in to my redneckedness. I shall do my homework, and go to bed. But tomorrow is a new day, and new redneck adventures await.

Citizenship