BYU vs Northern Iowa

I have found my dream job. I want to be the TV time out referee for BYU football. I'm serious. I've told Darren that if I ever get cancer and "Make A Wish" offers me their services, I'd pick getting to be the TV time out ref for the football games.

What is a TV time out? In televised american football games there are times when play stops so that the company televising the game can run commercials. These TV timeouts can be called after a score (not after a touchdown but after the conversion has been attempted), after a change of possession (either by punt or turnover), or when a timeout is called on the field by either team. Per Wikipedia the NFL also calls them after kickoffs (except those at the half or if there is less than 5 minutes to play in the 2nd or 4th quarters). TV timeouts are also taken during a challenge, injury timeouts, or when a player is slow to get up.

When a TV timeout is called, it is longer in length than a regular time out. So the entire stadium of fans, athletes, and officials waits.... and waits.... and waits....
-- all 65,0000 in the case of LaVell Edwards Stadium; who are held in the control of the TV timeout referee.

We all sit and watch him in his lime green jacket in the middle of the field listening to his big headphones and usually attached to a lot of cords. We wait and wait(and sometimes yell things) until he finally blows his whistle and swings his arm to give the "START THE CLOCK" signal. We all cheer.

OHHHHHHHHHHHHh the power. I really want to do it once. To know that 65,000 people in the stadium are all waiting for ME. That would be living.

Michael Phelps First Childhood Photo

IT FINALLY CAME
I ordered myself a mirror for my birthday clear back in May. After many mishaps the thing finally arrived last week. Lets just say my mirror is well traveled. To go with the mirror I found gorgeous black frames for the girls' baptism pictures that have just a titch of red in the underlay. After much nagging Darren hung it all for me. Happy (LATE) birthday to me.... Happy (LATE) Birthday to me.....

WHOAAAAAAAAAA
Okay so I love yard sales and thrift shops and the Mormon masterpiece of monetary management,the DI.
So I go in there last week and find not ONE, not TWO, but FIVE of my favorite Avon Christmas scented figurines. All in glorious shape. I swear I could smell them as soon as I walked in the front door.
We had one of these as a child and to me it embodies THE smell of Christmas. My sister Kellee also loves the smell and the figurine, and in the past we fought over who was going to get to inherit the lump of dusty wax when mom and dad were gone (I also want the plastic angel stained glass ornaments so no one else get any ideas).
About 6 years ago I found one at a DI in Price, complete with battered box. You should have seen the jubilation. I selfishly kept it for myself. It is still one of my favorite moments of holiday decorating to unwrap the figurine and to have that glorious smell wash over me. AHHHHHHHHHH. It is the smell of my childhood. A few years ago I found another one at a DI in American Fork. This one I graciously gave to my sister Kellee.
I really wish I could describe how wonderful this thing is. I have smelled a lot of candles over the years trying to find something close but have not been successful.
So now I own SIX of them. One for me, one for each of my four children for when they leave home, and one that can be given to one of my sisters if they promise to cherise it and not mock it. I can't remember if it is Ashlee or Regina or both that think it smells yucky. Whichever one it is must have no taste whatsoever. At least when it comes to scented wax.

My thoughts and best wishes go out to all poor souls working in the school systems of our great nation. Good Luck. May the Force be with You.

Should be crying that the kids are back in school.
Instead I am enjoying solitary alone time to look at this without getting caught.

Love my camera. Love that I have a hubby always seeking a new adventure. Love the glorious world made for us by a loving Heavenly Father. Love the time with my family this weekend in Logan and various other parts. Love my family. Love my life.

Anniversary

Darren and I will be celebrating our 15th Anniversary on the 23rd of September.

When we first were married we started a tradition where we take turns planning our anniversary. Darren did the honeymoon, so I had the first year and every "odd" anniversary year after that.

As it is our 15th anniversary, it is my turn to plan.

We have been able to do a lot of fun things from going to games at BYU, a performance at Tuahchan, several bed and breakfast weekends, and our favorite standby - the Shakespearean festival.

I am trying to come up with some good ideas as this one is a "biggie". Fifteen years is, like, a multiple of FIVE so it must be special! Plus it means we survived the 7 year itch TWICE!!!!!

I have put up a poll on the sidebar - vote for what you think would be the best idea for me to surprise Darren with.

GO FUI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Movie Trailers

I'm always clicking on youtube to show people the Twilight Trailers so I might as well add them to my blog.

Even though I was disappointed with book 4, I am still a big big fan of the first three. And yes I will be in line on 12DEC08 with Emily, Elizabeth, and their giggly friends to watch the movie. Okay and some of my giggly friends, too.
Darren has even read the books which is another example of what an AWESOME husband he is. Although he DID about start a riot at Walmart at midnight on August 1st as we were waiting in line with about 200 other people to buy the book. He started chanting, "JACOB JACOB JACOB" over and over again (LOUDLY). Emily and Elizabeth about died. Several tween girls looked like they were about to tackle him and claw his eyes out. I just laughed. It is one of the reasons I married him and am still happy after 15 years. He makes me laugh. Sometimes hysterically. Sometimes in hysteria. But laughing all the same.

Twilight Trailer 1

Twilight Trailer 2

Emily all grown up

I am NOT OLD ENOUGH TO HAVE A HIGH SCHOOLER.

But it is about to happen.

Do you think I can tell people I adopted her???..........................
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when I was 12???

HA HA HA

She has started building her own blog at "a-dash-of-pepper.blogspot.com".
I am also starting a family site at "shefferfam.blogspot.com".
Not much there yet.
Can't guarantee there ever will be either.
But I am going to try.
Considering I'm only 26 I should have the energy still to accomplish this right?

SAD. DISAPPOINTED. DEPRESSED. ANGRY

I am depressed. Not as bad as when Harry Potter 7 was over, but really really close.

"Breaking Dawn" (book 4 of the Twilight Saga) was an unequivocable disaster. I actually cried tears of anger and frustration. I may have to rewrite the ending I want myself just so I can feel some closure. I can't even express the depths of my despair. The plot--disappointing and frankly, a little disturbing and pat--the characters--dull and sorely one dimensional.

I am rueing the day I pressed the preorder button.

I don't want to hear practical comments like pointing out that "at least I enjoyed the first three books" and "hasn't the anticipation for the fourth book been fun in and of itself?" and "look how much fun I had being a part of the online Twilight community". I am too heartbroken. I want to wallow in my misery.

CURSE YOU STEPHENIE MEYER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I can no longer call myself a complete fan. And it makes me sad to say that.