"Never let a problem to be solved become more important than a person to be loved"
Thomas S. Monson

Thursday, February 26, 2009

Product Review - New Printer - EPSON Artisan 700

Check out my review. Click Here to read it.

Friday, February 20, 2009

Nyah, Nyah, Nyah - Look what we got!

Yesterday we got to spend the day with a very special young lady. Melissa had to go to some CE (read - get away with some friends for a few hours) and she trusted us with here very own sweet baby.

















At first, I don't think she thought it was such a
great idea (Avery that is). Melissa may have agreed.








But we finally bored her into submission.




After a while she kind of thought that her grandma wasn't so bad.

Thanks for trusting us with this special cargo Melissa and Jeff. Oh, and thanks for the sandwich Jeff.

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

The Most Important Day of My Life


I won't keep you in suspense. . . The most important day of my life was February 18th 19__. It was the day Jean Burton was born. I wasn't even a year old yet and of course I didn't know it was the most important day of my life. I didn't know that only a few miles away a new little baby girl was being born that would become the most important person in my life. I didn't know that one day I would fall in love with this beautiful girl and that her and I would be sealed together for time and all eternity and that she would be the true joy of my life. We grew up only a mile or so away from each other until I was about nine, when we moved to another part of town, but as far as either of us know, we never met. It wasn't until I'd pretty well made a mess of my life that we finally met. After doing it all wrong I had finally figured out what I wanted and I made a list of the qualifications of the woman I would marry. It was a pretty precise list. After dating a few girls I was hounded into asking a total stranger out. I don't know what made her accept my invitation, and even more I can't figure out what convinced her to accept a second date. I look back at what I looked like then and all I can say is it's a good thing for me that she wasn't seeing the outer me. Fortunately for me she saw the person I was trying to become and not the one I was. I soon figured out that she met every single criteria on my list. And then, to top it off, I really enjoyed being around her. After a few months and lots of begging on my part she accepted my invitation to marry me.

Jeanne has been the light of my life since 1973. She has loved and raised our children, she has let me do some really stupid things and hung in there even when she thought she was crazy for doing so. But, she has also helped me grow up and become a much better person than I ever would have been otherwise.

I'm truly grateful for that special February 18th when my darling little Jeanne was brought into the world. I'm grateful for her parents for bringing her into the world and for the way they raised her. I'm grateful to Heavenly Father for blinding her for a period of time until she had married me and it was too late.

I'm grateful for Jeanne and the love and happiness she has brought into my life.

HAPPY BITHDAY SWEETHEART!!!

Monday, February 9, 2009

Happy Birthday Wade


February 10th is a special day in our family as we celebrate the birth of Wade. It has always been a blessing to have him in our family. When he grew up and got married he added even more to our family with a wife and wonderful children who we also love. Wade is one of the most honest people you will every have the pleasure to know. You may not agree with him but you will never doubt that you know where he stands and what he believes. He gives his employer more than an honest day's work every day. You can count on him no matter what as his word is his bond. If he tells you he'll do something or be somewhere or whatever he might tell you, you can count on it. It will be done, it will be done right and it will be done when he says it will be done, and probably a little better and a little sooner. Wade tries very hard to come across as a tough old curmudgeon, but if you give him a chance you'll see he's a teddy bear in disguise. He will do everything he can for whoever needs it, especially if he calls you his friend or a member of his family. Wade is a wonderful father. He loves his children as deeply and completely as any man can. There is nothing more important to him than his precious children. They always come first. Wade, we wish you the very best of Happy Birthdays and hope you always know of our love for you and how proud we are of the fine man you are.

Friday, February 6, 2009

Happy Birthday Dustin


As far as I am concerned nobody deserves a happy birthday, or even a happy life more than Dustin. Dustin has been said to be marching to the beat of a different drummer and I am so proud of him for not only marching to that beat but doing it with passion and conviction. Certainly one of the things I admire most about Dustin, and there are many things, is his passion. Dustin is like a bull dog with his jaw locked on the ring of those "bulls" that are important to him. Dustin is a giving person, almost to a fault, if that is possible. Money may be very tight, there may be no time left over, his strength may be spent, but if there is a need he will find a way to do whatever he can to fill that need. Dustin genuinely cares about people, all people, and that is one of his great passions. His first passion is his family. He loves and cherishes his family and cares for them with all the tender feelings a great husband and father can offer. Dustin, if you read this I hope you know how much your mother and I love you and how happy we are to call you son. As a side note, I included Tamra in the photo because I think that even as good as you are, Tamra adds to you. We hope you have a wonderful day on your birthday and every day.
P.S. If any of this looks familiar it is because I used some of the same stuff I wrote in The World's Best Blog when I was writing about my family a couple years ago. I felt strongly about these things then as I do now.