tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-39134741353515511322024-03-04T21:14:51.499-08:00Randi & JoeyThis is our story....randi and joeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01518127148770438481noreply@blogger.comBlogger118125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3913474135351551132.post-40701995040555135452011-04-07T06:41:00.000-07:002011-04-07T06:54:17.311-07:00Day 14: Put your ipod on shuffle and write down the first 10 songs that pop up.<ol><br /><li>Lil Wayne: Lollipop</li><br /><li>Katy Perry: Self Inflicted</li><br /><li>Skillet: Hero</li><br /><li>Breaking Benjamin: Evil Angel</li><br /><li>Britney Spears: Inside Out</li><br /><li>Justin Timberlake: Damn Girl</li><br /><li>Mario: Break Up</li><br /><li>Rush: Tom Sawyer</li><br /><li>Orianthi: According To You</li><br /><li>Dierks Bentley: Sideways</li></ol><br /><p>I LOVE my Ipod.. I have no idea what I would do without it. My whole life is on it, I would die without it. :)</p>randi and joeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01518127148770438481noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3913474135351551132.post-53721483503778465062011-03-31T12:26:00.000-07:002011-03-31T12:59:01.406-07:00Day 13: A picure of someone/something that has had the biggest impact on you.I cannot sa<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ9v1hy9TYyBI3wiPdjb3ZcG6TC9jfSQdn-mSKoFjsGjmHUGJFfQpBvaq_gxeCmxzteqIgYmVZFWGlctKhFCrsyg5skNmOLog6WrSDbCzd6GGVk2fH_VAp-_DP_OCDZCb_uSb0umheX7Br/s1600/dad2.bmp"></a>y how much I love these 2 men. There is a saying 'The only man you can trust is your daddy.' I think its pretty true. In my case, I married a man very much like my dad. He is hard working, a gentleman, responsible, and loves me more than anything. All of my dad's friends always say " How did you marry a man so much like your dad?? He fits in so well with our family!" It always makes me feel good when I hear that. <br /><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUgTVUCwk90TNZBvEiwmBMucPDBETFR5gz7M3meJvz3Gi93RAXUUVU8LfR5_gqHY6kZUmS__oT7MXUZHFu1aDT-THpUiS-0XmRDUktmXQqKH5F76TD89kEWbktu58HuAHFWs-7w_G5Kgrj/s1600/dad2.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590335614046939426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUgTVUCwk90TNZBvEiwmBMucPDBETFR5gz7M3meJvz3Gi93RAXUUVU8LfR5_gqHY6kZUmS__oT7MXUZHFu1aDT-THpUiS-0XmRDUktmXQqKH5F76TD89kEWbktu58HuAHFWs-7w_G5Kgrj/s200/dad2.bmp" border="0" /></a>My dad is the greatest person I know. He has always told me there is no limit to how high you can take yourself. There is always room for improvement in my work, my schooling, and my personal life. He has put positive thoughts in my head, I can do anything I want, and be whoever I want to be. </div><br /><div>Joey has pushed me to be where I am today, after a hard day, or a not so hard day he always has positive words for me to make the situation better. He believes in me just like my dad does. I am so happy I have Joey by my side guiding me along in life. I love both of these guys more than I can say, I love every minute I get with each of them!</div><br /><div></div></div>randi and joeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01518127148770438481noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3913474135351551132.post-27258106917784661792011-03-27T13:58:00.000-07:002011-03-31T12:25:29.085-07:001 Year Old...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiy6GIm7VIxMuIKGrjHvV4wkx0HKdK0WWELozDFsPaaBPv866dbhDRHO0sDQb6nXql4QiXv4wMqd2Z4cn94QZs6saEvmGCfJdMA5lqKrqwCd7bcKW2FKT5wto-61Dra6ABoeM8jF6JrV5eU/s1600/Hayden+036.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590326421900701122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiy6GIm7VIxMuIKGrjHvV4wkx0HKdK0WWELozDFsPaaBPv866dbhDRHO0sDQb6nXql4QiXv4wMqd2Z4cn94QZs6saEvmGCfJdMA5lqKrqwCd7bcKW2FKT5wto-61Dra6ABoeM8jF6JrV5eU/s200/Hayden+036.jpg" border="0" /></a> I can't believe it has been one year, it just seems like last week that Hayden came into our lives. What a year this has been. I can still remember the first time I saw him, he was so beautiful. He was born at 2:13 a.m. on March 25, 2010. 6 lbs 4 oz, big brown eyes, lots of curly black hair. <br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"><br /><div><br /><div><br /><div><br /><div><br /><div><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588929901589946418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEiYVlkMuypZM2EgSPuW_Dhe9yWwj_5FhzIudC8FpbpAjb229_Isp7qEp0SXkb44bVGmFAtUtaCIKDKZC5TkSUSrcMb238_hwEWnBawwhBUyZBDAahNdmTIYGv9-ezGyMVm9dCxCB_bHSI/s200/03-25-10950341.jpg" border="0" /> <br /><div><br /><div align="center">I sometimes wonder what it would be like if Britney had not decided to give him up. Would she be in school? Would she still work at Serenity, would she have the same life she has now? We all know she made the right decision and he has such a great life with his parents, they are wonderful people, I can't even say it enough. The 2 days we had with him in the beginning were so great to have, but my mind still wanders back to the 'what if' of things. </div><br /><div align="center"></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588929908873536898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMIEMP1MZrEJVzzGAXVE2VSAeNvpSabiY7EfU8RzoQhq83zFw1aPcOilx-0JxofM6SrXLL9Ox278uvyoh0dtbD3BpChju29gDR9kkke9Rw1F-wUf-lDnA2hCVb_lEJf-e9rv69k5-AmPOu/s200/DSCN2372.JPG" border="0" /> <br /><div align="center">I am still so proud of my sister for doing what she did. She could have kept him and raised him herself, she had lots of support around her, but she knew that he needed something else. She gave a miracle to a very deserving family, whom I think are the best parents ever to Hayden. Britney may not be a Mom to Hayden, but he will know who she is and he will know how much she loves him. I will never forget what they said to her when she handed him over to them, they said, "Britney, you are Hayden's Angel Mommy." </div><br /><div align="center"></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588929892006279890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRh_dm-eIzJT1QDaLFxFvjCxZxsEeJw5pzx15l-lyUT-nNteVQOZSxaKlyZDhuyxQQTZkdK1wA-7wLfJb-6krmavhyphenhypheneJM61AsVaq0WApfY677NtkKIDf7OKVotX3PZzg055JFezlIj5dwS/s200/Hayden+041.jpg" border="0" /> <br /><div align="center">Hayden has a cousin who shares a birthday with him, so they decided to share a party as well. It was Jungle <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Jim's</span>, his cousin is 4 (I think). Hayden was so funny opening his presents, of course Erin and Jordan helped him. He was so into the wrapping paper he <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">didn't</span> care what was under it. he would rip it up and throw it wherever he could. But he did love all his presents when they were opened. </div><br /><div align="center"></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588881804789337042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXsLaOCD0DcWmaqlB8625bcI8mT0Xg79TrcxvtTTXzCcR_QX6u1RHNuyV0Gr1C3Sj1OHyM8MwIY1oMZjEeKQWc0zcNW_7ib3kNnWlloiDJP63UrPSouZRe775pNdsjXHJwdSbGIAV4A6bh/s200/Hayden+001.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588881810502574290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEw-fMlEeZLpaT84muKlWIU8NlGAer-LZGmR_AiJBsxhBwgtU5VtrWAd_rQ6FTu1QEnQhhZVWFr3KuTc1iVwoab1LfJlw11XukURb9sbzvDqbXVdrb_n5lqEdCJDdBxiEEY2C4Oo-bT-p7/s200/Hayden+005.jpg" border="0" /> <br /><div align="center">Hayden's aunt makes amazing cakes! She made a jungle cake with all the jungle animals on it, and she made a little hippo cake just for Hayden to eat. He went crazy! At first he was a little cautious, but he totally got into it and ended up throwing cake on everyone in a sugar craze, it was so cute to watch. </div><br /><div align="center"></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588881816118678770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwcmuV2Koaw40nAvNpeIdhEZIbHgG3xNTXOwTgHUhESGBIMbVvt8JnwZdyYA9mJZkqXdS7_kiNaxsYgYH58wP-3HvTAHRrDA2MgV7Ksp4oS2MEdwLrS0tAJ-IcZpu99hUHcezWWVV_qf7p/s200/Hayden+014.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588881824747291282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0LJ5gH7hMfchFOv1VpC3lhJc-Dj_P2Q6E4NQMtGnejPm8xoKsJPj8cENch4HROtOelNh2UhsLDYhyg-hD57QK41T9n2bpmTmk1PeXiufcHT1ZHtNIrWe4St81Sxc6bsCwsW9Vaklct9Gr/s200/Hayden+020.jpg" border="0" /> <br /><div align="center">He is almost able to walk by himself now, Jordan said that he has taken a few steps on his own, he can walk with toys and along the wall and stuff.. they will be super busy by the time he starts walking! That boy was into everything at the party and he was just crawling around.</div><br /><div align="center"></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588929886588240130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig9Nc7Y5hHWTB9fqihfI1rzS4WUSBwCM5srgeUeOnXVrhF8rVbWfrHY1yWOge-g55VDCJFlputq5cTcL3L1ojwpZNq0I6UWTsn5j-xlAW-x7XLxjyBmQBTfshbTCtxx6nSSIjlPL32mIl5/s200/Hayden+040.jpg" border="0" /> <br /><div align="center">I loved seeing all of Hayden's family and being a part of the party, they are all such nice people. And the best part... my parents were in the room together!! It was a great time, we always love being able to see Jordan, Erin and Hayden. </div><br /><div align="center"></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588929904056443266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDlmSauOJZaNQYDsmaZiyhsbbP97UZibeUHaWyTaUtlXtGtiVZ81MDeQBGYabToOtFlBodU1rvTcIY2-zYXGuJz1uet_KkgdLV_u8_r7Xkkw9nOWtRNen3xA8vKaZRUQTMXbm1oMQVIwzk/s200/Hayden+043.jpg" border="0" /> <br /><div align="center">It will be a fun year with Hayden starting to get older, he has the cutest little personality and will <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">definitely</span> be a heart breaker when he gets older :)</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>randi and joeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01518127148770438481noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3913474135351551132.post-18447998787526364722011-03-25T08:21:00.000-07:002011-03-25T08:31:58.549-07:00Day 12: Someone I didn't want to let go, but just drifted<div align="center">In Jr. High my best friend was Breanna. We had so much fun whenever we were together. Everywhere we went we would just laugh, even if nothing funny was going on, we had such great times! </div><div align="center">As we got into high school we both just drifted different ways, I'm not really sure why, we both just got involved in different things I guess. I saw her in college once, and we said our polite hellos, but nothing more. I was a little upset about that, I couldn't believe that is where our friendship had gone. </div><div align="center">We have talked a bit on facebook here and there and just kept in touch on there, but nothing too personal. She is doing great as a business woman, and I'm so happy for her. </div><div align="center">Maybe one day we can get together again and have a stronger friendship.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">I can't not mention my adopted sister BreAnne.. she is my very best friend in the whole world since I was born! Ever since I moved away from her we don't see each other very much, but we still keep in touch and talk to each other regularly. We haven't really drifted apart but I don't see her as much as I would like. I love you BreAnne, and I miss you so much! </div>randi and joeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01518127148770438481noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3913474135351551132.post-69785155385289817762011-03-22T10:43:00.000-07:002011-03-22T10:55:45.102-07:00Day 11: A favorite book<div align="center">I LOVE to read.. there are so many books that I could read 100 times and love just as much as the first time I read it. I'm going to be cheesy and go back to a book I read when I was in Jr. High that I think I really did read about 100 times.</div><div align="center">It was by Lurlene McDaniel, called Don't Die My Love.</div><div align="center">It was about this young couple in high school, Luke and Julie, who were completely in love with each other, Luke played football and found out he had cancer. It was about his fight against cancer that finally killed him his senior year. I will spare you the cheesy details, but I just LOVE it! </div><div align="center">I would always dream about who I would fall in love with when I got older, I had a super crush on Luke, he was the perfect guy. Sadly, I have lost the book in all the moves I have made, maybe its in storage somewhere and someday I'll look for it and read it again and go back to my little 13 year old self and swoon over Luke again. :)</div><div align="center">When Joe and I started dating and I found out he liked to read, I showed him the book and he read the back and said it was the stupidest book he has ever picked up... dumb boy, he likes those scary Steven King books.</div>randi and joeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01518127148770438481noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3913474135351551132.post-64869236715933244352011-03-11T09:49:00.000-08:002011-03-11T10:11:08.233-08:00Day 10: My top 10 pet-peeves..<div align="center">I have A LOT of pet peeves.. but it changes daily. Sad I know, but I am a very particular person.</div><p align="left">1. Loud chewers.. if I can hear you smacking around whatever is in your mouth I'm going to smack YOU!</p><p align="left">2. Liars.. Just tell the truth already! The more you lie the more you dig yourself into a deeper hole. Just get it over with and tell the truth, whether its good or bad. </p><p align="left">3. Waking up early.. If I have to get up before the sun is up.. don't even think of talking to me.</p><p align="left"> 4. When my electronics don't work.. Its the new day and age, brand new things should work!</p><p align="left">5. Clients who no-show.. at least call if your not coming, then I can put someone else in your space.</p><p align="left">6. Traffic.. Utah drivers are the worst!</p><p align="left">7. Bread crumbs.. I WILL break Joe of that one day..</p><p align="left">8. People who pick their toe nails.. its called nail clippers</p><p align="left">9. One uppers.. the ones who always have a "bigger better story" than you</p><p align="left">10. Bills... Its just never ending!!</p>randi and joeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01518127148770438481noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3913474135351551132.post-59770536436675541862011-03-10T09:25:00.001-08:002011-03-10T09:26:34.299-08:00Almost 1 Year Old!<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioCqgzrXjcKUrk-lTlrjq6AcyUJd_lQ6IdRchzdparVtOe0OtTpWD4vUTwyXie7Cg0Z67VxmQE8DrC5IwQ4AJyuF_rmYCgZCSqEVBOUhnyVVR6klQV87GDpmnj2cYE66YuXK8AYjWTYKM3/s1600/DSCN2417.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582503812708878210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioCqgzrXjcKUrk-lTlrjq6AcyUJd_lQ6IdRchzdparVtOe0OtTpWD4vUTwyXie7Cg0Z67VxmQE8DrC5IwQ4AJyuF_rmYCgZCSqEVBOUhnyVVR6klQV87GDpmnj2cYE66YuXK8AYjWTYKM3/s200/DSCN2417.JPG" border="0" /></a> I love this kid.<br /><br /></div>randi and joeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01518127148770438481noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3913474135351551132.post-16806176006524134262011-03-10T08:54:00.000-08:002011-03-10T09:14:58.141-08:00Day 9: Something I have to forgive myself for.<div align="center">Its hard being a kid and growing up. But its even harder trying to mesh with new people to trying to form a new family. I was only 15 when my parents separated, which started another roller coaster ride in my life. Of course my parents weren't going to just be alone for the rest of their lives. </div><div align="center">Its hard seeing your parents with other people, especially at first. I had a really hard time adjusting to that. I wasn't very nice to the people my parents introduced to Britney and I, especially my dad's now fiance, Tonya and her kids. </div><div align="center">I now know that every family has a different way of living, and our families were totally different in that aspect. I'm not very apt to change, I love having a routine and knowing what to expect each day, and when our families combined into one house, that was very nerve-racking. I was torn out of my house that I grew up in and put in a new home with new people who I didn't even know. I reacted in a very negative way towards them and my attitude got the best of me. </div><div align="center">So what I have to forgive myself for is not being the nicest person to those people, and I know they have forgiven me, but I just have to forgive myself for it, too. </div>randi and joeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01518127148770438481noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3913474135351551132.post-84312319200354148362011-03-05T15:46:00.000-08:002011-03-05T16:07:21.275-08:00Day 8: A picture of you and your friends<div align="center"> In our lives we will have hundreds of friends that come and go. But there are friends who will never leave your side. It was really hard deciding what picture I should put up for this certain blog post! <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580751086405977890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMrMMIZlX6zDTyCUx_Qc2leDiK9LfdjYVfvitN-4VVXZK0NXXO3a4sf2_IcEbCCFQa_b8DgVrjBEAdiptUNVUJ2WIGoYcYEOnZneWNOpBf5yHapKOsmRQrAX5XbxMY5S3dAUw8x-3EjG-7/s200/33633_163609886984962_136109683068316_546126_7072141_n.jpg" border="0" />These 5 girls I have known since 7th grade in Jr. High and we have had so many great times together! This is one of my favorite pictures of all time (We don't have the real one yet.. but I'll change it as soon as I get it!) <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580751086871049810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4O5ZivkcuST5dRSlRDdQGOblIpEmK6z9s4CS9WUcABnu4j_956ka8c0JxPwahgBQ6i7g4tcuecs0ofmpcWJdA3bCMzJXbGUYPFKMG0YF3RX82AWFFOK8fVyBVjXd3f4KYZu2Ih9aRvOyU/s200/untitled.bmp" border="0" />All 5 of us got maried in the same year and we had a blast going to each others weddings. I love seeing how each of us have branched out with our lives, meeting the wonderful guys we have married, and I'm looking forward to how all our kids will turn out. <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580751092442706242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxSEmq6BNqpD3EI4pabMPflG8N5rN2dudESrvbeevECV1ltOQosrvwwdtzF569XxXwo9-UTBrsfYPXQauGIfEU6Kq3mr0-6V8Grev8JsWzRijkqoVlfjnDEX5o2tiaY4jZbxd0v9iTtgUb/s200/37183_163609870318297_136109683068316_546125_3976168_n.jpg" border="0" />Sinda, Lindsi, Kayla and Roxy... love you girls!</div>randi and joeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01518127148770438481noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3913474135351551132.post-14408551082823730122011-03-02T11:25:00.000-08:002011-03-02T11:48:47.203-08:00Day 7: Have you ever thought about giving up on life?There have been plenty of times where I have given up on things.. jobs, projects, food, relationships, etc. But there is one thing that I will NEVER give up on: LIFE. There are lots of times when I get stressed and worked up over something and I just think 'I give up!' Life can get hard sometimes, but you can never just give up, you don't get anywhere in life just 'giving up'.<br /><br />There is only one time in my life where I actually thought I couldn't handle anything anymore, 2003. It was the worst year of my life. The year my parents divorced, my dad moved out and we had to handle going back and forth, deciding who to live with (I know it doesn't seem like much but to a 15 year old, its pretty tough), meeting new boyfriends and new girlfriends, it was just a lot. I went to my Aunt Wendy for advice all the time, we spent plenty of time over at Doug's playing with Ethan and hanging out with Wendy, going to Smith's 12 times in one weekend with Doug. November that year was when Wendy died. My whole life and family fell apart that year. That was my breaking point. I just thought 'I'm done, I can't handle it anymore.' That when when I really gave up on life. What was the point when there were so many negative things happening and nothing was going right?<br /><br />We all have ups and downs and we just have to remember that we all have great people in our lives to fall back on and help us out with our problems. Nothing is worth quitting, ever. You will get through your problems, you just have to put in a little effort.randi and joeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01518127148770438481noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3913474135351551132.post-89553456878744526362011-03-02T11:00:00.000-08:002011-03-02T11:22:36.658-08:00A New Beginning..<div align="center">I have to take a break from my 30 Day Blog Challenge. I have such great news! Joey found a new job! He is so excited to work for this company, its called Shamrock Plumbing, it will be the biggest plumbing outfit he has ever worked for. He is all about being in charge and being a leader, but with this company he will have to work his way up in the chain, and for right now.. he is okay with that! He told me he is excited to just go to work and be with a team that works together and have people to go to when he has questions. Hopefully this will be the place for him.. we'll just have to wait and see how it works out, cross your fingers!</div>randi and joeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01518127148770438481noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3913474135351551132.post-64147295816406739942011-02-27T13:03:00.000-08:002011-02-27T13:30:00.082-08:00Day 6: A funny (and true) story.<div align="center">When my dad lived in Santa Fe apartments, Britney and I would visit every other weekend. Almost every Saturday night we were with him we would get pizza and watch a movie. There was one particular weekend I will never forget.</div><div align="center">Britney, only 11 at the time, was sitting on the floor picking out a movie. As she was putting Wayne's World into the vcr she ripped the loudest fart I have ever heard! As I started laughing my Dad calmy picks up the phone and dials a number. This is how his conversation went:</div><div align="center">"Hello, Mr. President? I would like to inform you that no, that was not an earthquake we just had, it was just my daughter farting. Good talking to you, bye!"</div><div align="center">We laughed together all night long, I think I actually laughed myself to sleep that night.</div>randi and joeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01518127148770438481noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3913474135351551132.post-77218282444416248832011-02-23T07:33:00.000-08:002011-02-23T07:47:29.595-08:00Day 5: What have you learned in the past month?<div align="center">This month, I have not really learned anything new, but I have had a reminder of the past. It was right before Joe and I were married that the economy took a turn for the worst. He lost his job from the best company he could ever work for, CPI. Luckily, because of his positive attitude and his great work ethic a company took him in just 2 days later.</div><div align="center">Now... almost 3 years later, its happening again. Joe will most likely lose his job again this month. I thought things were looking up and getting better. I guess not for everyone. Going through all this again has reminded me of what life is all about, what marriage is all about. I know that no matter what happens I can depend on my husband and he can depend on me just the same.<br />I know we will get through this rough patch, we have done it before and we will probably have to go through it again, that is just the way the world turns. </div><div align="center">I am a firm believer that when one door closes, another one opens. Joe is the most motivated and positive person I know and we will be fine in the long run, its the little bumps in the road that make you stronger.</div><div align="center">He deserves much better. Eventually all his hard work will pay off.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div>randi and joeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01518127148770438481noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3913474135351551132.post-25334067972008875772011-02-21T16:28:00.001-08:002011-02-21T16:42:27.016-08:00Day 4: The reason you believe you are alive today<div align="center">This is a pretty tough question... </div><div align="center">I think the reason I am alive today is because I have only been on this earth 23 short years, I am just beginning to start my life! </div><div align="center">I haven't even started what I'm supposed to do here, I want to have kids with Joe and start a family, I want to go above and beyond with my career and start a business of my very own (Joe is <strong><span style="color:#006600;">convinced</span></strong> that I'm going to buy out Paul Mitchel..) </div><div align="center">I work hard and play harder, my life has just begun!</div><div align="center">So the answer is pretty simple after all...</div><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">I'M NOT DONE YET!</span></div>randi and joeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01518127148770438481noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3913474135351551132.post-68104004535954446572011-02-20T17:49:00.000-08:002011-02-20T18:09:14.556-08:00Day 3: Something that makes you feel better<div align="center">There are 2 things in the world that make me feel better. </div><div align="center">First one..</div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575956170162019762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4RAZaxP1QFqBBwtAyj3t2CrczmakYlKkpYqEJVbWt8_t_JdJCE0LrrJp6npjV0_6y9M8I6tVIYadGQCc-yeR3kvSPuQV-LFhjaD8SEazdxzvU4HrgyfCV2RLxz-jqgfoIs8IvCAWpJYK5/s200/Cruise+2011+035.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"> Joe.<br />There is no better feeling knowing that I get to come home to him every night. No matter if I've had a great day, or the worst day of my life, knowing that I get to see him at the end of my day is the number one thing that makes me feel better.</p><div align="center">Second...</div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575958144200905778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjf5QPbq6RSuCQIleTBdcPnRC-8GyFO61ItSNuNnUy93qr4jryDtzITxK1nlQ1LP4J1rRy_qW69Q12-NePR6yxa8kkRPCVawMC1qExQiGZ0SkWgfxUHuR5r3bi4qSzExSnAHS5DMq2NC8ut/s200/thumbnail.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div align="center">My slippers.</div><br /><div align="center">The first thing I do when I get home is put on my pink fuzzy slippers. I love getting ready and looking good for my job, but sometimes it just feels good to dress down and put on some comfy pants and my slippers.</div>randi and joeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01518127148770438481noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3913474135351551132.post-49015534145105999472011-02-19T21:23:00.001-08:002011-02-19T21:48:04.270-08:00Day 2: What can be found in your purse?<div align="center"><span style="color:#000066;">Everyone who knows me, knows that I have one of everything in my purse. And usually one of every color... Well I will have you all know, right now my purse is pretty clean! I cleaned it out before we went on our cruise and I have kept only the necessities in it. It doesn't weigh 500 pounds anymore :)</span> </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;">In my purse you can find:</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;">Wallet.. With the essentials</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;">Notebook.. I need to write a list for <strong>EVERYTHING</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;">Extension Tool.. Brand new!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#006600;">Shears</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;">Pens</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Crossword Puzzle Book</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;">Lip Gloss.. I<strong> NEED</strong> every color</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;">Salon Folder</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;">Appointment Book.. My whole life!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Tide Pen</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;">Perfume</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#6600cc;">Ipod</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;">Book.. Insomnia by Stephen King</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#3366ff;">Tylenol.. Can't live without it!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">Keys.. If I lost them my life would be over</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;">Lotion</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;"></span></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#000066;">That pretty much sums it up. Of course every girl has the basis spare change and the bobby pins at the bottom but that's not important. And YES... this might sound like a whole lot, but my purse is more like a body bag and its only filled about 1/4 of what it normally is.. so I did pretty good!</span></div>randi and joeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01518127148770438481noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3913474135351551132.post-49610507078423538162011-02-18T17:53:00.000-08:002011-02-18T18:09:43.456-08:00Day 1: What are my hopes, dreams, and plans for the next 365 days?My Hopes:<br />-Be the best wife I can be for Joe.<br />-Build my clientele to double what it was last year.<br />-For Joe to get with a great company where he can climb up to a leadership position.<br /><br />My Dreams:<br />-Buy a house of our own.<br />-Adopt a dog.<br />-Get an Ipad...they are just so cool!<br /><br />My Plans:<br />-Work harder.<br />-Stress less.<br />-Laugh more.<br />-Be more active.randi and joeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01518127148770438481noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3913474135351551132.post-44379208982886051732011-02-16T11:29:00.000-08:002011-02-16T11:54:37.045-08:0030 Day Blog Challenge<div align="center">One of my friends found this fun thing to do for her blog and I decided I want to do it too. Its just something fun to do with your blog... hopefully it will get me in the habbit to start blogging again, I just cant get into it lately! There is so much going on in life that I could blog about but just finding enough time to actually blog about it is the hard part.. SO hopefully this will get me back into it! Here are the topics for each day:</div><ul><li>Day 1: What are your hopes, dreams, and plans for the next 365 days?</li><li>Day 2: What can be found in your purse?</li><li>Day 3: Something that makes you feel better.</li><li>Day 4: The reason you believe you are alive today.</li><li>Day 5: What you have learned in the past month.</li><li>Day 6: A funny (and true) story.</li><li>Day 7: Have you ever thought about giving up on life? When and why?</li><li>Day 8: A picture of you and your friends.</li><li>Day 9: Something ou ahve to forgive yourself for. </li><li>Day 10: Top 10 pet peeves</li><li>Day 11: A favorite book.</li><li>Day 12: Someone you didn't want to let go, but just drifted.</li><li>Day 13: A picure of someone/something that has had the biggest impact on you.</li><li>Day 14: Put your ipod on shuffle and write down the first 10 songs that pop up.</li><li>Day 15: A travel story.</li><li>Day 16: Someone you would want to switch lives with for one day and why.</li><li>Day 17: A hobby.</li><li>Day 18: Someone/ something you could definately live without.</li><li>Day 19: A picture of something that makes you happy.</li><li>Day 20: A favorite recipe.</li><li>Day 21: A book you've read that changed your views on something.</li><li>Day 22: What makes you different from everyone else?</li><li>Day 23: A child you love.</li><li>Day 24: What is the best thing going for you right now?</li><li>Day 25: Something you bought recently.</li><li>Day 26: Something you have to forgive someone else for?</li><li>Day 27: A favorite quote.</li><li>Day 28: What did you do today?</li><li>Day 29: Your dream house?</li><li>Day 30: 5 things about you that nobody really knows.</li></ul>randi and joeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01518127148770438481noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3913474135351551132.post-69487135740160572372011-01-17T17:51:00.000-08:002011-01-17T18:20:46.881-08:00First One Of 2011<div align="center">I have been such a bad blogger lately!! I can't believe how bad I have slacked...</div><div align="center">First of all, I can't believe its 2011!</div><div align="center">2010 was quite the year, we had so many ups and downs. The best thing my family got out of 2010 was something we had never expected would happen... we got our little Hayden baby. Born March 25, 2010. Even though he is not in our family anymore we love getting pictures and seeing how he is growing. We have welcomed two wonderful people into our lives/family, Erin and Jordan, and we could not be happier that Britney chose them to be Hayden's parents. :-)</div><div align="center">Another great thing about 2010.. Joe became an official Journeyman Plumber. After 4 long years he finally did it and I could not be more proud of my husband. He worked long and hard for it and he could not be happier. </div><div align="center">Sadly we still don't have a house like I thought we would, we have had a few setbacks, but we got through it! I know our perfect home will fall into our hands when the time is right.</div><div align="center">I am expecting a lot more out of 2011 and I am SURE I will make it happen!</div><div align="center">I have grown since the past year, my hopes and dreams are different than last new year. </div><div align="center">As for the "family" talk, I want much more than just a dog. I do want a family with Joe, but I know I am just not ready for that right now. Who knows what will happen with that in the future, but right now its at the bottom of my list. </div><div align="center">This year I want to work on my carreer. I want to get my professional name out there and I want to be the best that I can be. I want to start a business of my very own and have it be one of the best. </div><div align="center">Lately I have been a little lost... sometimes I just want to sell all of our stuff and move somewhere far from here. Start over completely. I feel sometimes like I have gotten in a rut in life... and I just want to be daring and move somewhere crazy.. Joey keeps telling me that I'm crazy and as soon as we got where we were going I would want to come right home becuase I would miss my family and friends, but who knows what would happen if we actually did it. </div><div align="center">I have no idea what 2011 will bring but I am excited to see how our year plays out!</div><div align="center"> </div>randi and joeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01518127148770438481noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3913474135351551132.post-336840423389158312010-12-05T05:33:00.000-08:002010-12-05T06:02:50.083-08:00Victoria's Secret Fashion Show<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJx0e8zH18Cz2B3JqiSu-CMhRqLJ6mtSHXEWsC7ltrTRcz8IDdxHIpONFFd47SnkTcPmJn0FrvwR0MGF7RXHxOXuN4gv-Fz2TIyPQhDVTJBqliWVMJdFkCvOUOrPvww6duyncCWkapxgyk/s1600/v5.jpg"><span style="color:#cc33cc;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547194989539319186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 146px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJx0e8zH18Cz2B3JqiSu-CMhRqLJ6mtSHXEWsC7ltrTRcz8IDdxHIpONFFd47SnkTcPmJn0FrvwR0MGF7RXHxOXuN4gv-Fz2TIyPQhDVTJBqliWVMJdFkCvOUOrPvww6duyncCWkapxgyk/s200/v5.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="color:#cc33cc;"> Have I ever mentioned that I <strong><span style="color:#993399;">LOVE</span></strong> this show? This is the biggest, most anticipated runway show of the year. </span><div><div><div align="center"><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Joey always sarcastically tells me, <span style="color:#ff0000;">"You pervert... You just like looking at the girls in their underwear."</span> </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Silly boy... little does he know.... Its not just about the underware its about the <strong><span style="color:#993399;">FASHION</span>.</strong> </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">I love seeing their hair and their make up<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547194975106628322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWaCvly6ROci_DiJwbEh3OQIZhi49kaugnBpsko7YhPCDnwn0u4mpGnZ8J2uYFrgxLWHyJxJlUXQE9tbieSfLRGCJ3H5N_WI5hnr6UVuf5GGaPFsV1OAYzdTMsbpfF3KWk3IWesW6eU5Dh/s200/v2.jpg" border="0" />the whole setup of their outfits</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;"> <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547194982157986370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 146px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9z5ezr-gsbHg2WDDJKjwjE3o59jaRKpIiAOOR0OE02kPySNdx6IClvA3JPKems8PDkXsv0acvG1RNN-TG0gFKPAJCnCKzDh6_uKiaSuFlHaMBIPx42V_bxqFQjKMwppWorfCWDHzjcetU/s200/v4.jpg" border="0" />their shoes and the way they walk</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547194973931692354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 198px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUCc7fyZvP3xUdtjUb-P4DP0IUPvBECEhXBfsHJ3WG87VgANaV2-dHpoDAEMFuLUu2BWKsxyYO8kvgSi_XAioLkmwKwTozwM2WFH15thUyLaPRWv5k7CQXZRPbKjWydeKxNVUQ93zt7kKr/s200/v.jpg" border="0" />what they do at the end of the runway</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547194980120189858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 154px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhN5djOiJgR6zoIEKIx6mk07Q1Hyh0hcNbrkY7qTRCGlmZB63Aevu0J2wQW7KrIo8XLo4ctWswkcFEsKc4EIOr729wS_KTYKnKfx-gJ3JEhWyK4zYCqvFt8pSCNRzYUj8t8eeIBwxAbe0fA/s200/v3.jpg" border="0" />I just love everything about it!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">I love looking at all the high fashion styles, I look at every fashion blog imaginable and see what styles are new, and I go out on the hunt for something I can duplicate that I can actually afford. I would love to have all the money in the world and have every piece of clothing ever made for the runway, along with every pair of shoes and purse to match :-)</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Who knows.... maybe someday it could happen!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;"></span> </div></div></div></div><br /></div>randi and joeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01518127148770438481noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3913474135351551132.post-74788806416882541192010-11-23T17:24:00.000-08:002010-11-23T17:41:46.544-08:00The Big 2-5<div align="center">Its true!! My hunny is a quarter of a century old! Man thats old :-)</div><div align="center">We had a GREAT day together!! </div><div align="center">We did pretty much nothing but shop and eat and spend the whole day together, he didn't want to do anything big but hang out and it was the perfect day for him... and i enjoyed it very much too :)</div><div align="center">I love birthdays.. especially Joey birthdays</div><div align="center"> </div>randi and joeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01518127148770438481noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3913474135351551132.post-60465113157226640702010-11-09T10:11:00.000-08:002010-11-09T10:50:52.773-08:00A Day We Will Never Forget<div align="center">November 8, 2003</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">Brit and I had an exciting dance competition that day at Alta High School, while we were preparing for the big day we got a phone call from Grandpa Huntsman... he was so flustered he just spouted it out.</div><div align="center">"Wendy died."</div><div align="center">I think my grandpa thought I was my mom, I ran the phone to her in her bedroom where she was getting ready. Grandpa and Mom had a short, quiet conversation before she hung up</div><div align="center">"Is this real?" I asked her. Unfortunately she said yes. My mom, sister and I had a quiet moment remembering our Aunt Wendy as we sat there in disbelief. </div><div align="center">Before we left the house to go to the school for our competition my dad called to give us some words of encouragement. We obviously didn't want to go compete after recieving news like that. He said she would be watching from above and that we had to go and be strong and he would see us after. That was the first time I had heard my dad cry. </div><div align="center">It was a long day, I remember we had ended up taking first in our competition, but it didn't even phase our family. All we could think about was getting to Doug's house. We wanted to be with our family and remember Wendy. </div><div align="center">That was the hardest week of my life. </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">Each year on November 8, I, as well as the rest of my family think of Wendy. We remember all the memories we had with her, how great of a person she was, and how much we still love her to this day. The one thing I wish for the most is that Joey could have seen how great of a person she was. She would have loved him and he would have adored her. The first year we were dating was the first year without her. I told him everything about her, and he says he feels like he knew her because of all the memories we have shared with him.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">The thing I miss most about her is her laugh. She could bring you up when you were down just by seeing her smile and listening to her laugh. She was always such a happy loving person and I hope I never forget the sound of her laugh, of her voice. </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">The year of Wendy's passing was the same year my parents divorced. Brit and I had always been close to Doug and Wendy, but they really helped us out with working through everything. Wendy was such a good listenter. I miss being able to just call her and talk to her about something I am frustrated about. There were a few times I picked up the phone and started dialing. </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">We spent so many nights having sleepovers at Doug's. It was guarenteed every weekend we spent with them, we would end up going to Smith's at least 3 times with Doug. Every night we spent over, Wendy had some little fun project to do. Those are the things I will never forget.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">I have loved seeing Ethan get older, and see some of Wendy's features show in him. Part of her is still alive in him, every time he smiles. Doug and Ethan are the strongest people I know. I could not have asked for a better uncle and cousin. I know its the hardest for them, but they have got on with their lives, still remembering her every day.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">I know she is in a better place and she is looking out for all of us. I do believe that one day we will see her again, and I am very excited for that day to come!</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">We all love you Wendy Sue Huntsman</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div>randi and joeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01518127148770438481noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3913474135351551132.post-24912091972881229412010-11-04T17:01:00.000-07:002010-11-04T17:14:32.126-07:00After 4 Long Years...<div align="center">I am PLEASED to announce.... Joey passed his written part of his Journeyman Plumber's test!! I am SO SO SO proud of my husband! I can't believe how close he is to getting his Journeyman's license. The test was SO hard! Luckily we had studied for almost 2 solid weeks, at least 1 hour every night. It was 130 questions, and they had 4 hours to complete the test... that tells you how challenging it was. </div><div align="center">Before he took the test as he was walking out the door I had a "motherly" moment and had to say the 'Take your time, don't second guess yourself, you will do great!' And I told him to call me AS SOON AS HE FOUND OUT.... I was so anxious all day, I kept telling all my clients about it, I just couldn't stop talking about it! </div><div align="center">I was so relieved when he called, I did a happy dance and almost started crying when he told me he had passed. We definitely had to go celebrate! So I got him a new video game on the way home and took him to dinner that night, he loves getting spoiled!</div><div align="center">I can't say enough how proud of Joey I am. Plumbing doesn't seem very hard, but it is!! Four years of school is ridiculous but they need every second!</div><div align="center">Now we need to focus on getting him through the second part of his test. He has a practical test where they give them blue prints and they have to build it. The lame part about that is they only offer the practical test every other month so he has to wait until December! He was mostly worried about his written, he is totally confident in himself with his practical and I know he will do great in that too!!</div><div align="center">Hopefully December comes quick!</div>randi and joeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01518127148770438481noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3913474135351551132.post-189570761718742752010-11-02T15:39:00.000-07:002010-11-04T16:59:26.692-07:00Another One Bites The Dust<div align="center"><span style="color:#663300;"> </span><span style="color:#663300;"> Is it just me or does time fly by faster and faster each year?? Geez.... I can't believe Halloween is OVER and were now facing Thanksgiving. Halloween snuck up on us this year it seems, actually this whole month of October snuck up and flew by us. I LOVE October. Not only because its my BIRTHDAY month, but its Halloween. Its my favrite holiday. Although this year we were losers and didnt really decorate or do much partying either. </span></div><div align="center"><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#663300;">My birthday celebration was one I will NEVER forget this year! We went to Wendover with all our friends, the day before my birthday, the 15th, is our friends Brennon and Brindy's anniversary. So it was the 'Birthaversary' weekend.... quite a night. Dover is always such a treat, there is always something memoriable that happens. Well, this certain weekend trip to Wendover happened to be Jereld and Nicole's first time, so of course we had to go all out. It's just like animal house when were all together and alcohol is involved lol!</span></div><span style="color:#663300;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535846900909874834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaMGlDewSIyCmQUkzRhRqzIppDd2AgVu_J0mfuviDNnwejSjBxbJu3sLSDZs-5nh09Cm_j4sL2R-wJg0AvGHm6bFo53R8fimzTlg8WQas_Gc398LHd7pJq4J7Gvv4X7-D7GVaesfRDy1sR/s200/Random+020.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535846894043099858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYzwhy1vZZh7ZJTUNu-hYcTwwWzezkpuOFk70amBqzhb1t6_AKH3-Gg64LBSTTayLHBlCXPVagFvdJY0k4fi3TlX4WKc84DyMqSWAkHbot-wq0QmTROpn88Wu5IxPEuUAuRfqF3MHoxh-8/s200/Random+019.jpg" border="0" /></span> <div align="center"><span style="color:#663300;">For Halloween, Brindy, brought up the idea of being LFL (Lingerie Football League) players. We even made our own costumes.. <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535846895863183682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlSKhNnPF-ouSsM1V1c6zbO9YuK7-4uiTrMzlMlfQ7zWxQEC0Xp9oRGGvdzjZGBmM21wRm6YPVARigKoUNp7LRXkGyPTtvXyjPI5-45rI-EOofuCHdv_p8IClw6Q6mEuH1jVHjIpkG_YLq/s200/IMG_1221.jpg" border="0" />it took us 4 hours but we managed!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#663300;"> They turned out so great... but I'm STILL cleaning up glitter! We tried to get Brennon and Joey to be our cheerleaders but they both said absolutly not!!<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535846885448308274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNwGbDEbb1eXCOjoJ8pvgWa_lTahe81pzfRXQhKUzZY1d_DON3kllY_SBTlmklJ8Jo7wlmUphaT79h3zp4xSARcpWVo0MWn03leZpiatDRNcrc4ceYFeHmd_MZeM9qHO__dhXvJjNtqeox/s200/IMG_1194.jpg" border="0" /> So Joey decided to be our REF and brennon was a randon inmate ha ha. Our friend Nicole had one of her AWESOME Halloween parties! Halloween at Nicoles house never disappoints... we ended up plaing King's Cup... big surprise.. and you can imagine where that lead us. Its such a fun game with our group of friends, since we have known each other for so long its always interesting what "Never have I ever's" and "Rules" we come up with..... poor Brennon :-)</span></div><br /><span style="color:#663300;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535846887919742882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNpyg_vLuxFIUg27uuRAMAptg0t2S-XXru3QD6P0zzrsfVl9oTrZd_Tpw4k98HF1cUKDve1B0h-LU51CIoZkeZKFzvx-tkdnffUuvQqDdkpCK50EM8RokYnK9vgLcQfP_MYuJAz82qETcY/s200/IMG_1215.jpg" border="0" /></span> <div align="center"><span style="color:#663300;">Saturday I had to work and I ended up getting really sick so unfortunately we ended up not going to Sinda and Dave's Halloween party. I love their party. We carve pumpkins, play games, eat lots of yummy food and end up watching a scary moving and not paying attention to it. Its pretty much one of the few times we get to catch up with everyone from high school and chat and just have a great time. I'm sad we missed it but I guess we will just have to make this an excuse to get together sometime soon!</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#663300;">Joey and I are looking forward to the next Holidays coming up, Joey asked me the other day if we could put up our Christmas tree... he is so cute, he gets so excited for Christmas! </span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#663300;">Let the chaos begin!!</span></div></div>randi and joeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01518127148770438481noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3913474135351551132.post-40789394113332247972010-10-19T14:44:00.000-07:002010-10-19T14:52:12.887-07:00Nightmares<div align="center"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;">I had a nightmare last night that Joe died in a car accident. It was very detailed and I will spare you all those details, but it was A-W-F-U-L. Obviously I had to wake Joey up. I knew everything was okay but I just had to give myself closure and tell him what had happened. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#660000;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="color:#660000;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;">I hate having scary dreams like that, it always makes you think what would really happen if your dream turned into reality.. something I never want to experience. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#660000;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="color:#660000;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;">When I was little and I would go to my Grandma Pat's house, she would always ask me what I dreamed about the night before. If I had a good dream she would have me tell her about it, if it was a bad one, she would give me paper and crayons and tell me to get it out on the paper. So I guess this is just me getting out my fear on paper. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#660000;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="color:#660000;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;">Joey, I just want you to know that you are my love, my life, and my best friend. I hope I have you until were both 100 years old and we have to wipe each other's butts.. now that is true love. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;">:-)</span></div>randi and joeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01518127148770438481noreply@blogger.com2